Woe to me! For I am Like harvests of summer fruit, like gleanings of grapes. There is not a cluster of grapes left
to eat, Nor
an early fig, which
The godly person has perished from the land, And there is no upright person
among mankind. All of them lie in wait for bloodshed; Each of them hunts the other with
As for evil, both hands do it well. The leader asks for a bribe, also the judge, And the great one speaks the capricious desire of his soul; So they plot it together.
The best of them is like a thorn bush, The most upright like a thorn hedge. The day when you post your watchmen, Your punishment is coming. Then their confusion will occur.
Do not trust in a neighbor; Do not have confidence in a close friend. Guard your lips From her who lies in your arms.
For son disavows father, Daughter rises up against her mother, Daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; A person’s enemies are the people of his own household.
But as for me, I will be on the watch for the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.
Do not rejoice over me, enemy of mine. Though I fall I will rise; Though I live in darkness, the LORD is a light for me.
I will endure the rage of the LORD Because I have sinned against Him, Until He pleads my case and executes justice for me. He will bring me out to the light, And
I will look at His righteousness.
Then my enemy will see, And shame will cover her who said to me, 'Where is the LORD your God?' My eyes will look at her; At that time she will be trampled down Like mud of the streets.
It will be
a day for building your walls. On that day your
boundary will be extended.