Micah 7:1-7

The Voice

7 Israel: I am filled with sadness, like one who, after the grapes have been gathered,
        after all the summer fruit has been picked, can find nothing to eat,
    Not a cluster of grapes, not even one of those early figs I love.
²     The faithful have disappeared from the land, and no one honest remains;
        they are all alert for blood, hunting their neighbors with a net.
³     The hands of those who should know better are good at doing evil:
        the ruler and the judge ask for bribes;
    The people in power merely mention their deepest desires,
        and the ruler and judge make sure they happen.
⁴     The best of them is as painful to deal with as a briar,
        the most honest of them like a hedge heavy with thorns.
    So the day your watchmen have awaited—
        the day of your punishment—has come.
    Now you will be confused and confounded.
⁵     Do not trust your neighbor or rely on a friend.
        Do not tell your secrets even to the spouse who shares your bed,
⁶     For the son insults the father, the daughter rebels against the mother,
        and the daughter-in-law rises up against the mother-in-law.
    Your enemies can be found within your own household.

⁷     But as for me, I will look to the Eternal One, and my hope is in the True God
        who will save me. My God will hear me.