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- ·¹¹Ù³í¾Æ, ¼º¹®À» ¿¾î¶ó. ³× ¼Û¹éÀ» ºÒ»ì¶ó¹ö¸®¸®¶ó.
- Àü³ª¹«¾ß, Åë°îÇÏ¿©¶ó. ¼Û¹éÀÌ ³Ñ¾îÁö°í, Å« ³ª¹«µéÀÌ ÂïÇô ¾²·¯Á³´Ù. ¹Ù»êÀÇ Âü³ª¹«¾ß, Åë°îÇÏ¿©¶ó. »ª»ªÈ÷ µé¾î¼¹´ø ½£ÀÌ ÂïÇô ³Ñ¾î°¬´Ù.
- ±×Åä·Ï ÀÚ¶ûÇÏ´ø ¸ñÀåÀÌ °áµý³ª´Ï ¸ñÀÚµéÀÌ Åë°îÇϴ±¸³ª. ¿ä¸£´ÜÀÇ ¹«¼ºÇÑ ¼öÇ®ÀÌ ¸Á±×·¯Áö´Ï »çÀÚµéÀÌ ¿ïºÎ¢´Â±¸³ª.
- ¾ßÈѲ²¼ ³ª¿¡°Ô ¸»¾¸Çϼ̴Ù. "ÀÌ ¾ç¶¼´Â Àâ¾Æ¸ÔÀ» °ÍÀÌ´Ï, »ìÂî¿ö¶ó.
- ¾çÀ» »ç´Ù°¡ Àâ¾Æ¸Ô¾îµµ Á赃 ¸® ¾ø°í ÆÄ´Â »ç¶÷Àº µ·¹ú¾ú´Ù°í ¾ßÈѲ² °¨»ç³ª ÇÏ°í ¸ñÀڵ鵵 ±×°ÍÀ» ¾Æ±î¿öÇÒ ÁÙ ¸ð¸¥´Ù.
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- Open your doors, O Lebanon, so that fire may devour your cedars!
- Wail, O pine tree, for the cedar has fallen; the stately trees are ruined! Wail, oaks of Bashan; the dense forest has been cut down!
- Listen to the wail of the shepherds; their rich pastures are destroyed! Listen to the roar of the lions; the lush thicket of the Jordan is ruined!
- This is what the LORD my God says: "Pasture the flock marked for slaughter.
- Their buyers slaughter them and go unpunished. Those who sell them say, 'Praise the LORD, I am rich!' Their own shepherds do not spare them.
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- º¸¾Æ¶ó, ³ªµµ ±×ó·³ ³» ¶¥¿¡ »ç´Â »ç¶÷µéÀ» ´Ù½Ã´Â ¾Æ³¢Áö ¾ÊÀ¸¸®¶ó. ¾ßÈÑÀÇ ¸»ÀÌ´Ù. ³ª´Â ÀÌ »ç¶÷µéÀ» ¸ðµÎ ¸ñÀÚ¶ó°í ÇÏ´Â ÀúÈñ ¿Õ¿¡°Ô ³»¾îÁÖ¸®¶ó. ±× ¿ÕµéÀÌ ÀÌ ³ª¶ó¸¦ Áþ¹â¾Æµµ ±×µéÀ» ±× ¼Õ¾Æ±Í¿¡¼ ±¸ÇØ ÁÖÁö ¾ÊÀ¸¸®¶ó."
- ÀÌ ¸»¾¸À» µè°í ³ª´Â Àå»ç²ÛµéÀÌ Àâ¾Æ ÆÈ ¾ç¶¼µéÀ» Ä¡±â·Î Çϰí ÁöÆÎÀÌ µÑÀ» ±¸ÇØ, Çϳª´Â ±Í¿°µÕÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£°í Çϳª´Â ´Ü¦À̶ó°í ºÒ·¶´Ù.
- ÀÌ µÑÀ» °¡Áö°í ¾çÀ» Ä¡´Âµ¥, ¸ñµ¿µéÀÌ ¸¶À½¿¡ µéÁö ¾Ê´Âµ¥´Ù ±×µéµµ ³ª¸¦ ½È¾îÇßÀ¸¹Ç·Î ÇÑ ´Þ¿¡ ¸ñµ¿À» ¼ÂÀ̳ª ³»º¸³Â´Ù.
- ³ª´Â ¾çµé¿¡°Ô ¸»ÇÏ¿´´Ù. "³ª´Â ³ÊÈñ¸¦ ¸ø Ä¡°ÚÀ¸´Ï, Á×°í ½ÍÀ¸¸é Á×°í, »ç¶óÁúÅ×¸é »ç¶óÁ®¶ó. ³²Àº ³ðµéÀº ÀúÈñ³¢¸® Àâ¾Æ¸Ôµç ¸»µç ¸¶À½´ë·Î ÇÏ¿©¶ó."
- ±×¸®°í ³ª¼ ³ª´Â ±Í¿°µÕÀ̶ó´Â ÁöÆÎÀ̸¦ ºÎ·¯¶ß·Á ¾ßÈѲ²¼ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¹é¼º°ú ¸ÎÀ¸¼Ì´ø °è¾àÀ» ÆÄ±âÇÏ¿´´Ù.
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- For I will no longer have pity on the people of the land," declares the LORD. "I will hand everyone over to his neighbor and his king. They will oppress the land, and I will not rescue them from their hands."
- So I pastured the flock marked for slaughter, particularly the oppressed of the flock. Then I took two staffs and called one Favor and the other Union, and I pastured the flock.
- In one month I got rid of the three shepherds. The flock detested me, and I grew weary of them
- and said, "I will not be your shepherd. Let the dying die, and the perishing perish. Let those who are left eat one another's flesh."
- Then I took my staff called Favor and broke it, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.
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- °è¾àÀº ±× ³¯·Î ÆÄ±âµÇ¾ú´Ù. ³ª¸¦ °í¿ëÇß´ø Àå»ç²ÛµéÀº ±×°ÍÀÌ ¾ßÈÑÀÇ ¸»¾¸À̶ó´Â °ÍÀ» ¾Ë¾Ò´Ù.
- ³»°¡ ±× Àå»ç²Ûµé¿¡°Ô ǰ»éÀ» ÁÖ°í ½ÍÀ¸¸é ÁÖ°í, ¸»Å×¸é ¸»¶ó°í Çß´õ´Ï, ±×µéÀº Àº »ï½Ê ¼¼°ÖÀ» ǰ»éÀ¸·Î ³»³õ¾Ò´Ù.
- ¾ßÈѲ²¼ ³ª¿¡°Ô ±× ÈÄÇÏ°Ô ¹ÞÀº ǰ»éÀ» ±Ý°í¿¡ ³ÖÀ¸¶ó°í ÇϽñ⿡ ³ª´Â ±× Àº »ï½Ê ¼¼°ÖÀ» ¾ßÈÑÀÇ Àü ±Ý°í¿¡ ³Ö¾ú´Ù.
- ±×¸®°í´Â ´Ü¦À̶ó´Â ÁöÆÎÀ̵µ ¸¶Àú ºÎ·¯¶ß·Á À¯´Ù¿Í À̽º¶ó¿¤ÀÇ µ¿±â °ü°è¸¦ ²÷¾î¹ö·È´Ù.
- ¾ßÈѲ²¼ ´Ù½Ã ³ª¿¡°Ô ¸»¾¸Çϼ̴Ù. "³Ê´Â ´Ù½Ã ¸ñÀÚ Â÷¸²À» Çϰí, ¸øµÈ ¸ñÀÚ ³ë¸©À» ÇÏ¿©¶ó.
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- It was revoked on that day, and so the afflicted of the flock who were watching me knew it was the word of the LORD.
- I told them, "If you think it best, give me my pay; but if not, keep it." So they paid me thirty pieces of silver.
- And the LORD said to me, "Throw it to the potter"-the handsome price at which they priced me! So I took the thirty pieces of silver and threw them into the house of the LORD to the potter.
- Then I broke my second staff called Union, breaking the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
- Then the LORD said to me, "Take again the equipment of a foolish shepherd.
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- ³»°¡ ÀÌÁ¦ ÇÑ ¸ñÀÚ¸¦ ÀÌ ³ª¶ó¿¡ ¼¼¿ì¸®´Ï, ±×´Â ¾çÀ» µ¹º¸±â´ÂÄ¿³ç ¾ø¾îÁø ¾çÀ» ãÁöµµ ¾Ê°í ¾Î´Â ³ðÀ» °íÃÄÁְųª, ±¾Àº ³ðÀ» ¸Ô¿©ÁÙ »ý°¢µµ ¾Ê°í, ¿ÀÈ÷·Á »ìÁø ³ðÀº Àâ¾Æ ¹ß±Á¸¸ »Ì¾Æ¹ö¸®°í ¸Ô¾î Ä¡¿ï °ÍÀÌ´Ù
- ȸ¦ ÀÔÀ¸¸®¶ó! ¾ç¶¼¸¦ ¹ö¸®´Â ¸øµÈ ¸ñÀÚ¾ß, ÆÈµµ ¿À¸¥´«µµ Ä®¿¡ ¸Â¾Æ¼ ÆÈÀº ¿À±×¶óµé°í ´«Àº ¾ÆÁÖ ¸Ö¾î¹ö·Á¶ó."
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- For I am going to raise up a shepherd over the land who will not care for the lost, or seek the young, or heal the injured, or feed the healthy, but will eat the meat of the choice sheep, tearing off their hoofs.
- "Woe to the worthless shepherd, who deserts the flock! May the sword strike his arm and his right eye! May his arm be completely withered, his right eye totally blinded!"
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