Micah 7:1-3

New Catholic Bible

¹ How great is my misery!
    I have become like one who,
when the summer fruit has been gathered
    and the vines have been gleaned,
finds not a single cluster of grapes to eat,
    nor any of those early figs for which I long.
² The faithful have vanished from the land;
    there is no honest person to be found.
They all lie in wait to shed blood;
    each one hunts his brother with a net.
³ Their hands are skilled in performing evil deeds;
    the ruler demands gifts,
the judge asks for a bribe,
    the powerful man follows his own desires.