Mikeás 7

1Woe is me! 2Faithful people have disappeared from the land; 3Their hands are very good at doing harm: 4The best of them is like a brier, 5Do not trust any neighbor; 6For a son dishonors his father, 7But as for me, I will look to Yahweh. 8Do not rejoice over me, my enemy. 9Because I sinned against Yahweh, 10Then my enemy will see it, 11A day to build your walls will come; 12On that day your people will come to you, 13But the land will be desolate 14Shepherd your people with your rod, 15As in the days when you came out of the land of Egypt, 16The nations will see and be ashamed 17They will lick the dust like a snake, 18Who is a God like you— 19You will again have compassion on us; 20You will give truth to Jacob