Job 17:2
Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
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3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
15 But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:
16 With hypocritical mockers in feasts, they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
17 I sat not in the assembly of the mockers, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of thy hand: for thou hast filled me with indignation.
18 Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuseth to be healed? wilt thou be altogether unto me as a liar, and as waters that fail?
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
8 Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
3 Should thy lies make men hold their peace? and when thou mockest, shall no man make thee ashamed?
3 Suffer me that I may speak; and after that I have spoken, mock on.
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
19 Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause.
12 Why doth thine heart carry thee away? and what do thy eyes wink at,
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such an one, and bringest me into judgment with thee?
14 I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
19 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
5 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
9 Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?
9 From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
15 Behold, they say unto me, Where is the word of the LORD? let it come now.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
4 I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.
21 Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me, and said, Aha, aha, our eye hath seen it.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice when I am moved.
3 Why dost thou shew me iniquity, and cause me to behold grievance? for spoiling and violence are before me: and there are that raise up strife and contention.
5 Whoso mocketh the poor reproacheth his Maker: and he that is glad at calamities shall not be unpunished.
1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
2 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
3 These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
9 Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
19 Give heed to me, O LORD, and hearken to the voice of them that contend with me.
2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
26 I also will laugh at your calamity; I will mock when your fear cometh;
7 O LORD, thou hast deceived me, and I was deceived: thou art stronger than I, and hast prevailed: I am in derision daily, every one mocketh me.
16 For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth; by reason of the enemy and avenger.
21 They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
10 O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
3 Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed vile in your sight?
15 O LORD, thou knowest: remember me, and visit me, and revenge me of my persecutors; take me not away in thy longsuffering: know that for thy sake I have suffered rebuke.