^{3 Ref} The fat ye do eat, and the wool ye put on, The fed one ye slaughter, the flock ye feed not.

^{4 Ref} The weak ye have not strengthened, And the sick one ye have not healed, And the broken ye have not bound up, And the driven away have not brought back, And the lost ye have not sought, And with might ye have ruled them and with rigour.

^{5 Ref} And they are scattered from want of a shepherd, And are for food to every beast of the field, Yea, they are scattered.

^{6 Ref} Go astray do My flock on all the mountains, And on every high hill, And on all the face of the land have My flock been scattered, And there is none inquiring, and none seeking.