Micah:7:1-7
noyes@Micah:7:1 @ Woe is me! I live where the summer fruits are gathered, And the vintage is gleaned; There is no cluster to eat; I long for the firstripe fig.
noyes@Micah:7:2 @ The good man is perished from the land, And there is none upright among men. They all lie in wait for blood; Every one hunteth his brother with a net.
noyes@Micah:7:3 @ Their hands are diligent for evil; The prince asketh a bribe, And the judge decideth for money! The great man giveth judgment according to his desire; They conspire to pervert justice.
noyes@Micah:7:4 @ The best of them is like a brier; The most upright of them is sharper than a thornhedge. The day of recompense, announced by thy watchmen, cometh; Then shall come their perplexity.
noyes@Micah:7:5 @ Trust ye not in a friend! Put no confidence in a guide! From her that lieth in thy bosom Keep the doors of thy mouth!
noyes@Micah:7:6 @ For the son dishonoreth his father, The daughter riseth up against her mother, And the daughterinlaw against her motherinlaw; The inmates of a mans house are his foes.
noyes@Micah:7:7 @ I will look to Jehovah; I will hope in the God of my salvation; My God will hear me.
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