1 Open, O Lebanon, thy doors, And fire doth devour among thy cedars.
2 Howl, O fir, for fallen hath the cedar, For their honourable ones were destroyed, Howl, ye oaks of Bashan, For come down hath the fenced forest,
3 A voice of the howling of the shepherds! For destroyed was their robe of honour, A voice of the roaring of young lions! For destroyed was the excellency of Jordan.
4 Thus said Jehovah my God: 'Feed the flock of the slaughter,
5 Whose buyers slay them, and are not guilty, And their sellers say, Blessed 'is' Jehovah, And I am rich, And their shepherds have no pity on them.
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