Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: there is no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit.

The good 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.

That they may do evil with both hands earnestly, the prince asketh, and the judge asketh for a reward; and the great man, he uttereth his mischievous desire: so they wrap it up.

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Het verdriet van Micha

Micha zegt: Ik ben zo verdrietig! Want het is als bij het oogsten van de druiven of de vijgen: na de oogst is er aan de struiken geen enkele druif of vijg meer te vinden. Ik verlang zó naar nieuwe, vroegrijpe vruchten! Maar zoals er geen vrucht meer is te vinden, is er in het hele land geen enkel mens meer te vinden die God nog dient. Er zijn geen mensen meer die God dienen. Iedereen loert op bloed. Iedereen probeert een ander in de val te laten lopen. De mensen doen alleen maar slechte dingen. De koning en de rechter laten zich omkopen. De machtige mensen spannen samen om te kunnen doen wat ze willen.

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Sorrow for Israel’s Sins

Woe is me!
For I am like those who gather summer fruits,
Like those who (A)glean vintage grapes;
There is no cluster to eat
Of the first-ripe fruit which (B)my soul desires.
The (C)faithful[a] man has perished from the earth,
And there is no one upright among men.
They all lie in wait for blood;
(D)Every man hunts his brother with a net.

That they may successfully do evil with both hands—
The prince asks for gifts,
The judge seeks a (E)bribe,
And the great man utters his evil desire;
So they scheme together.

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Footnotes

  1. Micah 7:2 Or loyal