7 I’m doomed!
    I’ve become like one who,
        even after the summer fruit has been gathered,
        after the ripened fruits have been collected,
            has no cluster of grapes to eat,
            no ripe fig that I might desire.
² Faithful ones have perished from the land;
        there is no righteous one among humanity.
    All of them lie in wait for bloodshed;
        they hunt each other with nets.
³ Their hands are skilled at doing evil.
    Official and judge alike ask for a bribe;
        the powerful speak however they like;
            this is how they conspire.
⁴ The good among them are like a briar;
        those who do the right thing are like a thorny thicket.
            (A day for your lookouts!^[a]
            Your punishment has arrived.
            The confusion of the wicked^[b] is nearby.)
⁵ Don’t rely on a friend;
        put no trust in a companion;
        guard the doors of your mouth from she who lies in your embrace.
⁶ Son disrespects father;
        a daughter rises up against her mother,
        a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;
        the enemies of a man are those of his own household.
⁷ But me! I will keep watch for the Lord;
        I will wait for the God of my salvation;
            my God will hear me.