And I will feed the flock of slaughter, even you, O 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.

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So I shepherded the flock marked for slaughter,(A) particularly the oppressed of the flock. Then I took two staffs and called one Favor and the other Union, and I shepherded the flock.

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Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.

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In one month I got rid of the three shepherds.

The flock detested(A) me, and I grew weary of them

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