Micah

¹ Woe to those who devise wickedness, Who work out evil on their beds! When the light of the morning comes, they do it, For it is in the power of their hands.

² And houses, and take them away. And they oppress a man and his house, A man and his inheritance.

³ From which you cannot remove your necks; And you will not walk haughtily, For it will be an evil time.

⁴ And utter a bitter wailing and say, ‘We are completely devastated! He exchanges the portion of my people; How He removes it from me! To the faithless one, He apportions our fields.’

⁵ For you by lot in the assembly of Yahweh.

⁶ But if they do not drip out words concerning these things, Dishonor will not be turned back.

⁷ ‘Is the Spirit of Yahweh impatient? Are these His deeds?’ Do not My words do good To the one walking uprightly?

⁸ You strip the robe off the garment From unsuspecting passers‑by, From those returned from war.

⁹ Each one from her pleasant house. From her infants you take My splendor forever.

¹⁰ For this is no place of rest Because of the uncleanness that wreaks destruction, A painful destruction.

¹¹ Had acted falsely and said, ‘I will speak, dripping out words to you concerning wine and liquor,’ He would be one who drips out words as a spokesman to this people.

¹² I will surely gather the remnant of Israel. I will put them together like sheep in the fold; Like a flock in the midst of its pasture They will be noisy with men.

¹³ They break out, pass through the gate, and go out by it. So their king goes on before them, And Yahweh at their head.”