Implicit

I am against the shepherds

Eat the fat sheep
And you clothe you with the wool
You kill the fatlings
But you don't feed the sheep

Behold, I myself
Even I, will search for my sheep
I judge between sheep and sheep
The rains and the male goats

Implicit
I am against the shepherds

You dry bones, hear the words of Jehovah
Come from the four winds, breath
And breath on these slain
That they may live

I will open your graves
And cause you to come up
Out of your graves