34-38 Wail, shepherds! Cry out for help!
    Grovel in the dirt, you masters of flocks!
Time’s up—you’re slated for the slaughterhouse,
    like a choice ram with its throat cut.
There’s no way out for the rulers,
    no escape for those shepherds.
Hear that? Rulers crying for help,
    shepherds of the flock wailing!
God is about to ravage their fine pastures.
    The peaceful sheepfolds will be silent with death,
    silenced by God’s deadly anger.
God will come out into the open
    like a lion leaping from its cover,
And the country will be torn to pieces,
    ripped and ravaged by his anger.

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34 Weep and wail, you shepherds;(A)
    roll(B) in the dust, you leaders of the flock.
For your time to be slaughtered(C) has come;
    you will fall like the best of the rams.[a](D)
35 The shepherds will have nowhere to flee,
    the leaders of the flock no place to escape.(E)
36 Hear the cry(F) of the shepherds,(G)
    the wailing of the leaders of the flock,
    for the Lord is destroying their pasture.

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Notas al pie

  1. Jeremiah 25:34 Septuagint; Hebrew fall and be shattered like fine pottery