Micah

⁸But of late my people is risen up as an enemy: ye strip the robe from off the garment from them that pass by securely as men averse from war. ⁹The women of my people ye cast out from their pleasant houses; from their young children ye take away my glory for ever. ¹⁰Arise ye, and depart; for this is not your rest: because of uncleanness that destroyeth, even with a grievous destruction. ¹¹If a man walking in wind and falsehood do lie, saying, I will prophesy unto thee of wine and of strong drink; he shall even be the prophet of this people. ¹²I will surely assemble, O Jacob, all of thee; I will surely gather the remnant of Israel; I will put them together as the sheep of Bozrah: as a flock in the midst of their pasture, they shall make great noise by reason of the multitude of men. ¹³The breaker is gone up before them: they have broken forth and passed on to the gate, and are gone out thereat: and their king is passed on before them, and the Lord at the head of them.