Micah

¹ Woe to those who plan iniquity, to those who plot evil on their beds! At morning’s light they carry it out because it is in their power to do it.

² and houses, and take them. They defraud a man of his home, a fellowman of his inheritance.

³ “I am planning disaster against this people, from which you cannot save yourselves. You will no longer walk proudly, for it will be a time of calamity.

⁴ they will taunt you with this mournful song: ‘We are utterly ruined; my people’s possession is divided up. He takes it from me! He assigns our fields to traitors.’”

⁵ to divide the land by lot.

⁶ “Do not prophesy,” their prophets say. “Do not prophesy about these things; disgrace will not overtake us.”

⁷ “Is the Spirit of the Lord angry? Does he do such things?” “Do not my words do good to him whose ways are upright?

⁸ like an enemy. You strip off the rich robe from those who pass by without a care, like men returning from battle.

⁹ from their pleasant homes. You take away my blessing from their children forever.

¹⁰ For this is not your resting place, because it is defiled, it is ruined, beyond all remedy.

¹¹ ‘I will prophesy for you plenty of wine and beer,’ he would be just the prophet for this people!

¹² “I will surely gather all of you, O Jacob; I will surely bring together the remnant of Israel. I will bring them together like sheep in a pen, like a flock in its pasture; the place will throng with people.

¹³ they will break through the gate and go out. Their king will pass through before them, the Lord at their head.”