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The [a]holy one has (A)perished from the land,
And there is no upright person among men.
All of them lie in wait for (B)bloodshed;
Each of them hunts the other with a (C)net.
Concerning evil, both hands do it (D)well.
The prince asks, also the judge, for a (E)payment,
And a great man speaks the craving of his soul;
So they weave it together.
The best of them is like a (F)briar,
The most upright like a (G)thorn hedge.
The day when you post your watchmen,
Your (H)punishment will come.
[b]At that time their (I)panic will happen.

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Footnotes

  1. Micah 7:2 Or one of lovingkindness
  2. Micah 7:4 Lit Now