9. My inheritance has becomelike a bird of prey,surrounded and attacked.Go, gather all the wild animals for the feast.
10. Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard;they have trampled down my field;they have reduced my treasured fieldto a desolate wilderness.
11. They have devastated her;desolate, she cries out to me in distress:"The whole land is desolate,and no one seems to care."
12. Over all the desert roadsdestroyers march;for the sword of the Lord devoursfrom one end of the land to the other;no one is safe.
13. They have sown wheat and reaped weeds;they have worn themselves out for nothing.They will be ashamed of their harveston account of the Lord’s fierce anger.