⁹ Is my inheritance like a speckled bird of prey to me?
    Are the other^[a] birds of prey all around her coming against her?
Go, gather all the wild animals and
    bring them to devour it.
¹⁰ Many shepherds will destroy my vineyard.
    They’ll trample down my portion.
They’ll turn my pleasant portion
    into a desolate desert.
¹¹ They’ll make it into a desolate place,
    and, desolate, it will cry out in mourning to me.
The whole land will be desolate
    because no one takes it to heart.