34 Howl, ye shepherds, and cry, And roll yourselves, ye honourable of the flock, For full have been your days, For slaughtering, and 'for' your scatterings, And ye have fallen as a desirable vessel.
35 And perished hath refuge from the shepherds, And escape from the honourable of the flock.
36 A voice 'is' of the cry of the shepherds, And a howling of the honourable of the flock, For Jehovah is spoiling their pasture.
37 And the peaceable habitations have been cut down, Because of the fierceness of the anger of Jehovah.
38 He hath forsaken, as a young lion, His covert, Surely their land hath become a desolation, Because of the oppressing fierceness, And because of the fierceness of His anger!
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