7:1 I am depressed! 1
Indeed, 2 it is as if the summer fruit has been gathered,
and the grapes have been harvested. 3
There is no grape cluster to eat,
no fresh figs that I crave so much. 4
7:2 Faithful men have disappeared 5 from the land;
there are no godly men left. 6
They all wait in ambush so they can shed blood; 7
they hunt their own brother with a net. 8