I am forgotten as one dying from the heart; I am like a perishing vessel.
He has put my brothers from me; and ones knowing me truly are estranged from me.
My near ones have fallen away, and ones knowing me have forgotten me.
For I am like a wineskin in the smoke; I do not forget Your statutes.
You shall break them with a rod of iron; You shall smash them like a potter’s vessel.
And those seeking my life lay a snare; yea, those seeking my evil speak destruction, and they utter deceits all the day.
Praised be Jehovah forever. Amen and Amen!
And its breaking is as the breaking of a potter’s vessel; when shattered he has no pity; for in its breaking there is not found a shard to take up fire from the hearth, nor to skim water from a pool.
and “he will shepherd them with an iron staff” (they are “broken to pieces like clay vessels”), as I also have received from My Father. Psa. 2:8, 9