Zechariah 11:4-11

4Thus said the LORD my God: Feed the flock of slaughter;

5whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty; and they that sell them say, Blessed be the LORD, for I am rich: and their own shepherds pity them not.

6For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith the LORD: but, lo, I will deliver the men every one into his neighbour’s hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.

7So I fed the flock of slaughter, verily the poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staves; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.

8And I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of them, and their soul also loathed me.

9Then said I, I will not feed you: that that dieth, let it die; and that that is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let them which are left eat every one the flesh of another.

10And I took my staff Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the peoples.

11And it was broken in that day: and thus the poor of the flock that gave heed unto me knew that it was the word of the LORD.