Do all these evildoers know nothing? Those who eat up my people like they eat bread, and never call on YHWH?
Micah 3:3 - Y'all Version Bible who also eat the flesh of my people, and peel their skin from off them, and break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as meat within the cauldron. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 who also eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them; and they break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as flesh within the caldron. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Yes, you who eat the flesh of my people and strip their skin from off them, who break their bones and chop them in pieces as for the pot, like meat in a big kettle. American Standard Version (1901) who also eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them, and break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as flesh within the caldron. Common English Bible who devour the flesh of my people, tear off their skin, break their bones in pieces, and spread them out as if in a pot, like meat in a kettle. Catholic Public Domain Version They have devoured the flesh of my people, and have stripped their skin from over them, and they have shattered and chopped their bones, as if for the kettle, and like flesh in the middle of the pot. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Who have eaten the flesh of my people, and have flayed their skin from off them: and have broken, and chopped their bones as for the kettle, and as flesh in the midst of the pot. |
Do all these evildoers know nothing? Those who eat up my people like they eat bread, and never call on YHWH?
When evildoers came against me to devour my flesh, my adversaries and my foes stumbled and fell.
There is a generation whose teeth are like swords, and their jaws like knives, to devour the poor from the earth, and the needy from among men.
YHWH enters into judgment against the elders and leaders of ʜɪꜱ people: “Y’all have ruined the vineyard. The plunder of the poor is in y’all’s houses.
Why do y’all crush my people, and grind the face of the poor?” says the Lord, YHWH Almighty.
who say, ‘The time is not near to build houses. This is the cauldron, and we are the meat.’
Gather its pieces into it, even every good piece: the thigh and the shoulder. Fill it with the choice bones.
Y’all must listen to this, those who trample the needy, and cause the poor of the land to fail,
But lately my people have risen up as an enemy. Y’all strip the robe and clothing from those who pass by without a care, returning from battle.
Her princes within her are roaring lions. Her judges are evening wolves. They leave nothing until the next day.