Mourn, O ye shepherds, and cry: sprinkle yourselves with ashes, O ye rams of the flock! For the time of your slaughter is fulfilled, and ye shall fall like vessels cunningly made for pleasure.

The shepherds shall have no way to flee, and the rams of the flock shall not escape.

Then shall the shepherds cry horribly, and the rams of the flock shall mourn: for the LORD shall consume their pasture,

Yet shall ye flee from Babylon, and depart out of the land of the Chaldeans, and ye shall be as the rams that go before the flock.