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2 The kind have perished out of the land, || And upright among men—there are none, || All of them lie in wait for blood, || They each hunt his brother [with] a net. 3 On the evil [are] both hands to do [it] well, || The prince is asking—also the judge—for repayment, || And the great—he is speaking the mischief of his soul, || And they wrap it up. 4 Their best one [is] as a brier, || The upright one—than a thorn-hedge, || The day of your watchmen—Your visitation—has come. Now is their perplexity. 5 Do not believe in a friend, || Do not trust in a leader, || From her who is lying in your bosom keep the openings of your mouth. Micah 7:2-5, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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