9All you beasts of the field,
         All you beasts in the forest,
         Come to eat.

10His watchmen are blind,
         All of them know nothing.
         All of them are mute dogs unable to bark,
         Dreamers lying down, who love to slumber;

11And the dogs are greedy, they are not satisfied.
         And they are shepherds who have no understanding;
         They have all turned to their own way,
         Each one to his unjust gain, to the last one.

12“Come,” they say, “let us get wine, and let us drink heavily of strong drink;
         And tomorrow will be like today, only more so.”

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