Micah 7:1-2

New King James Version

7 Woe is me!
For I am like those who gather summer fruits,
Like those who ^(A)glean vintage grapes;
There is no cluster to eat
Of the first-ripe fruit which ^(B)my soul desires.
² The ^(C)faithful^[a] man has perished from the earth,
And there is no one upright among men.
They all lie in wait for blood;
^(D)Every man hunts his brother with a net.