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The Prophet’s Lament

I am miserable.
I have become like someone gathering summer fruit
        when it is time to glean the vineyard.

    There is no bunch of grapes to eat,
    none of the early figs I crave.
The faithful[a] have been carried off from the land.
    There is no one upright among mankind.
    They all lie in wait for blood.
    Each one hunts his brother with a net.
Both hands are skilled at evil.
    The officials ask for bribes,
    and the judges as well.
    The important man says what he wants.
    Together, they plot it out.

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Footnotes

  1. Micah 7:2 Or the merciful

Israel’s Misery

What misery is mine!
I am like one who gathers summer fruit
    at the gleaning of the vineyard;
there is no cluster of grapes to eat,
    none of the early figs(A) that I crave.
The faithful have been swept from the land;(B)
    not one(C) upright person remains.
Everyone lies in wait(D) to shed blood;(E)
    they hunt each other(F) with nets.(G)
Both hands are skilled in doing evil;(H)
    the ruler demands gifts,
the judge accepts bribes,(I)
    the powerful dictate what they desire—
    they all conspire together.

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