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  • Micah 7:1-7

    The prophet laments

    I’m doomed!
        I’ve become like one who,
            even after the summer fruit has been gathered,
            after the ripened fruits have been collected,
                has no cluster of grapes to eat,
                no ripe fig that I might desire.
    Faithful ones have perished from the land;
            there is no righteous one among humanity.
        All of them lie in wait for bloodshed;
            they hunt each other with nets.
    Their hands are skilled at doing evil.
        Official and judge alike ask for a bribe;
            the powerful speak however they like;
                this is how they conspire.
    The good among them are like a briar;
            those who do the right thing are like a thorny thicket.
                (A day for your lookouts!
                Your punishment has arrived.
                The confusion of the wicked is nearby.)
    Don’t rely on a friend;
            put no trust in a companion;
            guard the doors of your mouth from she who lies in your embrace.
    Son disrespects father;
            a daughter rises up against her mother,
            a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;
            the enemies of a man are those of his own household.
    But me! I will keep watch for the Lord;
            I will wait for the God of my salvation;
                my God will hear me.