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Two staffs and a broken bond
So I fed the flock of slaughter, most assuredly the poor of the flock. I took to me two poles; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.
I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of them, and their soul also loathed me.
Then I said, I will not feed you: that which dies, let it die; and that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let those who are left eat everyone the flesh of another.
I took my staff Beauty, and cut it apart, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the peoples.
It was broken in that day; and thus the poor of the flock that gave heed to me knew that it was the word of Yahweh.