Zacharie 11:11

11 Elle fut rompue ce jour-là; et les malheureuses brebis, qui prirent garde à moi, reconnurent ainsi que c'était la parole de l'Eternel.

Zacharie 11:11 Meaning and Commentary

Zechariah 11:11

And it was broken in that day
In right, the day Christ died; apparently, when the Gospel, the substance of it, was removed; and, in fact, at the time of Jerusalem's destruction: and so the poor of the flock; (See Gill on Zechariah 11:7): that waited upon me;
as servants on their masters; as clients on their patron; as beggars at the door for alms; as attendants on the worship of God, for the manifestations of himself, for the performance of promises, and for answers of prayer: or "observed me" ^F8; what he said and did, his word, and his ordinances; what he abolished, and what he instituted: knew that it [was] the word of the Lord;
either that Christ the Shepherd was the essential Word of the Lord; or that the prophecies concerning the destruction of the Jews, their civil and ecclesiastical state, were the word and decree of God now fulfilled; or that the Gospel taken from them is the word of the Lord, which he is the author of; his grace is the matter and substance of; and which he speaks by his ministers; and may be known by the matter and efficacy of it; by the refreshment and comfort it gives; by its leading souls to Christ; and by the harmony, agreement, and uniformity of its doctrines.

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FOOTNOTES:

F8 (yta Myrmvh) "qui observabant me", Burkius.

Zacharie 11:11 In-Context

9 Et je dis: Je ne vous paîtrai plus! Que celle qui va mourir meure, que celle qui va périr périsse, et que celles qui restent se dévorent les unes les autres!

10 Je pris ma houlette Grâce, et je la brisai, pour rompre mon alliance que j'avais traitée avec tous les peuples.

11 Elle fut rompue ce jour-là; et les malheureuses brebis, qui prirent garde à moi, reconnurent ainsi que c'était la parole de l'Eternel.

12 Je leur dis: Si vous le trouvez bon, donnez-moi mon salaire; sinon, ne le donnez pas. Et ils pesèrent pour mon salaire trente sicles d'argent.

13 L'Eternel me dit: Jette-le au potier, ce prix magnifique auquel ils m'ont estimé! Et je pris les trente sicles d'argent, et je les jetai dans la maison de l'Eternel, pour le potier.