The good man is perished out of the earth, one who can be depended upon for faithfulness, and there is none upright among men, the upright having become as scarce as early figs after the grape-harvest. They all lie in wait for blood, Cf Psalms 10:8 ff.; they hunt every man his brother with a net, although they are the sons of one Father and each one is bound by the Law to love the other as himself.

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