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          DASV: Micah 3

1 Then I said,
     "Listen, you heads of Jacob,
           and rulers of the house of Israel,
                is it not your duty to know justice?
2 But you hate the good,
     and love evil;
      you who tear the skin off my people,
     and their flesh from off their bones;
3 who also eat the flesh of my people,
     flay their skin off of them,
     break their bones
     and chop them into pieces,
           like flesh for the pot,
           and meat for the kettle.
4 Then they will cry to the LORD,
           but he will not answer them;
      he will hide his face from them at that time
           because of the evil they have done.

5 This is what the LORD says:
     "The prophets who lead my people astray,
           who cry 'Peace' whenever someone feeds their teeth,
     if someone does not feed their mouths,
           they declare war against him.
6 Therefore night will fall on you,
     but you will have no vision;
      it will be dark for you,
     with no revelations;
     the sun will go down on the prophets,
     and the day will be black over them.
7 The seers will be disgraced
          and the diviners shamed;
      they will all cover their lips
          for there will be no answer from God."

8 But as for me, I am filled with power,
          with the Spirit of the LORD,
      with justice and strength,
          to declare to Jacob his rebellion,
           and to Israel his sin.
9 Hear this, you heads of the house of Jacob,
      and rulers of the house of Israel,
           who abhor justice,
      and pervert everything that is straight.
10 They build up Zion with blood,
      and Jerusalem with injustice.
11 Her leaders judge for a bribe;
      her priests teach for hire,
           and her prophets divine for money.
      Yet they lean on the LORD, and say,
      "Is not the LORD among us?
           No disaster will come on us."
12 Therefore, because of you, Zion will be plowed like a field;
     Jerusalem will become a heap of ruins,
     and the Temple Mount like a hill overgrown with brush.
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