The Prophet Acknowledges Injustice

Woe to me! For I am
Like harvests of summer fruit, like gleanings of (A)grapes.
There is not a cluster of grapes left to eat,
Nor an (B)early fig, which [a]I crave.

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Footnotes

  1. Micah 7:1 Lit my soul desires

Israel’s Misery

What misery is mine!
I am like one who gathers summer fruit
    at the gleaning of the vineyard;
there is no cluster of grapes to eat,
    none of the early figs(A) that I crave.

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12 All your fortifications are (A)fig trees with [a](B)ripe fruit—
When shaken, they fall into the eater’s mouth.

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:12 Lit first fruits

12 All your fortresses are like fig trees
    with their first ripe fruit;(A)
when they are shaken,
    the figs(B) fall into the mouth of the eater.

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