A ullad, pastores, y clamad; revolcaos en el polvo, mayorales del rebaño; porque cumplidos son vuestros días para que seáis degollados y esparcidos, y caeréis como vaso precioso.
Howl, ye shepherds, and cry, And roll yourselves, ye honourable of the flock, For full have been your days, For slaughtering, and your scatterings, And ye have fallen as a desirable vessel.
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