1Woe is me! For I am Like the fruitpickers, like the 1grapegatherers. There is not a cluster of grapes to eat, Or a 2first-ripefig which aI crave.
The bgodlyperson has 3perished from the land, And there is noupright person among men. All of them lie in wait for 4bloodshed; Each of them hunts the other with a 5net.
3Concerningevil, both handsdo it 6well. The princeasks, also the judge, for a 7bribe, And a greatmanspeaks the desire of his soul; So they weave it together.
The best of them is like a 8briar, The most upright like a 9thornhedge. The day when you post your watchmen, Your 10punishment will come. Then their 11confusion will occur.
Do not 12trust in a neighbor; Do not haveconfidence in a friend. From her who lies in your bosomGuardcyour lips.
For 13sontreatsfathercontemptuously, Daughterrises up against her mother, Daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; 14A man'senemies are the men of his own household.