rsv Micah:7:1-7
rsv@Micah:7:1 @ Woe is me! For I have become as when the summer fruit has been gathered, as when the vintage has been gleaned: there is no cluster to eat, no first-ripe fig which my soul desires.
rsv@Micah:7:2 @ The godly man has perished from the earth, and there is none upright among men; they all lie in wait for blood, and each hunts his brother with a net.
rsv@Micah:7:3 @ Their hands are upon what is evil, to do it diligently; the prince and the judge ask for a bribe, and the great man utters the evil desire of his soul; thus they weave it together.
rsv@Micah:7:4 @ The best of them is like a brier, the most upright of them a thorn hedge. The day of their watchmen, of their punishment, has come; now their confusion is at hand.
rsv@Micah:7:5 @ Put no trust in a neighbor, have no confidence in a friend; guard the doors of your mouth from her who lies in your bosom;
rsv@Micah:7:6 @ for the son treats the father with contempt, the daughter rises up against her mother, the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; a man's enemies are the men of his own house.
rsv@Micah:7:7 @ But as for me, I will look to the LORD, I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me.
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