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Micah 7:1-2
American Standard Version
Micah 7:1-2
American Standard Version
7 Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grape gleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat; [a]my soul desireth the first-ripe fig. 2 The godly man is perished out of the earth, and there is none upright among men: they all lie in wait for blood; they hunt every man his brother with a net.
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- Micah 7:1 Or, nor first-ripe fig which my soul desired
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