Sorrow for Israel’s Sins

7 Woe is me!

For I am like those who gather summer fruits,

Like those who aglean vintage grapes;

There is no cluster to eat

Of the first-ripe fruit which bmy soul desires.

2 The cfaithful 1man has perished from the earth,

And there is no one upright among men.

They all lie in wait for blood;

dEvery man hunts his brother with a net.

3 That they may successfully do evil with both hands—

The prince asks for gifts,

The judge seeks a ebribe,

And the great man utters his evil desire;

So they scheme together.

4 The best of them is flike a brier;

The most upright is sharper than a thorn hedge;

The day of your watchman and your punishment comes;

Now shall be their perplexity.

5 gDo not trust in a friend;

Do not put your confidence in a companion;

Guard the doors of your mouth

From her who lies in your hbosom.

6 For ison dishonors father,

Daughter rises against her mother,

Daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law;

A man’s enemies are the men of his own household.

7 Therefore I will look to the Lord;

I will jwait for the God of my salvation;

My God will hear me.

Israel’s Confession and Comfort

8 kDo not rejoice over me, my enemy;

lWhen I fall, I will arise;

When I sit in darkness,

The Lord will be a light to me.

9 mI will bear the indignation of the Lord,

Because I have sinned against Him,

Until He pleads my ncase

And executes justice for me.

He will bring me forth to the light;

I will see His righteousness.