20 My tent(A) is destroyed;
    all its ropes are snapped.
My children are gone from me and are no more;(B)
    no one is left now to pitch my tent
    or to set up my shelter.
21 The shepherds(C) are senseless(D)
    and do not inquire of the Lord;(E)
so they do not prosper(F)
    and all their flock is scattered.(G)
22 Listen! The report is coming—
    a great commotion from the land of the north!(H)
It will make the towns of Judah desolate,(I)
    a haunt of jackals.(J)

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20 My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.

21 For the pastors are become brutish, and have not sought the Lord: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered.

22 Behold, the noise of the bruit is come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, and a den of dragons.

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