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Micah 7:2

Rotherham Emphasized Bible 1902

Perished is the man of lovingkindness out of the earth, and, upright among men, is there none,—they all, for bloodshed, lie in wait. Every man—for his brother, do they hunt as for one devoted to destruction.

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To the Chief Musician. On the Octave. A Melody of David. O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

The righteous one, hath perished, And not a man, hath taken it to heart—Yea the men of lovingkindness, have been withdrawn No one considering, That from the presence of calamity, hath the righteous been withdrawn.

For there have been found among my people lawless men,—One lieth in wait, as with the stooping of fowlers, They have set a trap, they capture men:

Their feet, to mischief, do run, And they speed to shed innocent blood,—Their devices, are devices of iniquity, Wasting and destruction, are in their high roads;

If they say—Come with us,—Let us lie in wait for blood, Let us watch in secret for him who is needlessly innocent;

Behold me! sending for many fishers Declareth Yahweh, And they shall catch them,—and thereafter will I send for many hunters, and they shall hunt them from off every mountain and from off every hill, and out of the clefts of the crags.

But, my father, see, yea, see, the corner of thy robe in my hand,—for, in that I cut off the corner of thy robe, and yet did not slay thee, know thou, and see, that there is not in my hand either wrong or transgression, neither have I sinned against thee, yet art thou hunting my life, to take it.

Building Zion, with deeds of blood,—and Jerusalem, with perversity.

They have laid snares for our steps, that we cannot walk in our own broadways: Drawn near hath our end, Fulfilled are our days, yea arrived hath our end.

Its quiver, is like an open sepulchre,—They all, are heroes:

The words of the lawless, are—of lying in wait for blood, but, the mouth of the upright, shall deliver them.

A net, did they fix for my steps, My soul was bowed down,—They digged before me a pit, They fell into the midst thereof! Selah.

Now, therefore, let not my blood fall to the earth, away from the presence of Yahweh,—for the king of Israel hath come out to hunt for a single flea, as when one pursueth a partridge among the mountains.

He lieth in wait in a hiding-place, like a lion in his covert, He lieth in wait to catch the humbled, He catcheth the humbled, by drawing him into his net:

Through the wrath of Yahweh of hosts, is the land consumed,—And the people have come to be, as fuel for fire, A man unto his own brother, sheweth not pity;

I hearkened and heard—Not aright, did they speak,—Not a man, repented him of his wickedness, saying, What have I done! They have every one, turned to their course again, Like a horse sweeping on through the battle.

Bribes, have they accepted in thee, For the sake of shedding blood,-Interest and increase, hast thou accepted And thou hast overreached thy neighbour by oppression, And me, hast thou forgotten, Declareth My Lord Yahweh.

Wherefore, Thus saith My Lord Yahweh, Woe! city of bloodshed. The caldron whose scum is in it, and whose scum, hath not gone out of it: Piece by piece, bring it out, There hath fallen thereon no lot.

Hear ye this—O priests, and attend, O house of Israel, and ye, House of the King, give ear, for, to you, pertaineth the sentence,—for, a snare, have ye been to Mizpah, and a net spread on Tabor.

But, against my people, as an enemy, he setteth himself, from off the robe, they tear away, the cloak,—from such as are passing by with confidence, as men averse from war.

Ye haters of right, and lovers of wrong,—tearing away their skin from off them, and their flesh from off their bones;

Surely I will have pity no longer upon the inhabitants of the earth, Declareth Yahweh,—Therefore lo! I am delivering up mankind, every man into the hand of his neighbour, and into the hand of his king, and they will crush the earth, nor will I deliver out of their hand.

Deception, speak they, every one with his neighbour,—with lips uttering smooth things—with a heart and a heart, do they speak.

And the people will, tyrannise, Every man over his fellow-man, And every man over his friend,—And they will rage The boy against, the elder, And the despised, against, the honourable,

And, like liers in wait for a man, in troops, is a band of priests, on the road, will they murder towards Shechem,—because, a shameful deed, they have done.

Moreover, the Jews also were joining in the attack, saying that, these things, were, so.




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