MICAH 7: 1 – 20

VERSE 1

Mic:7:1: 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.

 

 

 

VERSE 2

Mic:7:2: 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.

 

 

 

VERSE 3

Mic:7:3: 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.

 

 

 

VERSE 4

Mic:7:4: The best of them is as a brier: the most upright is sharper than a thorn hedge: the day of thy watchmen and thy visitation cometh; now shall be their perplexity.

 

 

 

VERSE 5

Mic:7:5: Trust ye not in a friend, put ye not confidence in a guide: keep the doors of thy mouth from her that lieth in thy bosom.

 

 

 

VERSE 6

Mic:7:6: For the son dishonoureth the father, the daughter riseth up against her mother, the daughter in law against her mother in law; a man’s enemies are the men of his own house.

 

 

 

VERSE 7

Mic:7:7: Therefore I will look unto the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation: my God will hear me.

 

 

 

VERSE 8

Mic:7:8: Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy: when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness, the LORD shall be a light unto me.

 

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