Job 17:6
"But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
"But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
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14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
15 He has filled me with bitterness, he has sated me with wormwood.
16 He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; he has covered me with ashes.
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
9 "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And don't hesitate to spit in my face.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
12 Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me, It testifies to my face.
9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
11 God delivers me to the ungodly, And casts me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
6 But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised by the people.
7 All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
12 I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
3 Surely against me he turns his hand again and again all the day.
4 My flesh and my skin has he made old; he has broken my bones.
5 He has built against me, and compassed me with gall and travail.
6 He has made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
3 You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
19 He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
14 You make us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
15 But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
18 Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have thrust my horn in the dust.
10 For I have heard the defaming of many, terror on every side. Denounce, and we will denounce him, [say] all my familiar friends, those who watch for my fall; peradventure he will be persuaded, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
7 Yahweh, you have persuaded me, and I was persuaded; you are stronger than I, and have prevailed: I am become a laughing-stock all the day, every one mocks me.
8 For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, Violence and destruction! because the word of Yahweh is made a reproach to me, and a derision, all the day.
31 Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, And my pipe into the voice of those who weep.
8 My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
2 Surely there are mockers with me, My eye dwells on their provocation.
14 For all day long have I been plagued, And punished every morning.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
1 I am the man that has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
9 He has walled up my ways with hewn stone; he has made my paths crooked.
13 "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
19 But I was like a gentle lamb that is led to the slaughter; and I didn't know that they had devised devices against me, [saying], Let us destroy the tree with the fruit of it, and let us cut him off from the land of the living, that his name may be no more remembered.
2 and he has made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand has he hid me: and he has made me a polished shaft; in his quiver has he kept me close:
21 They have heard that I sigh; there is none to comfort me; All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: You will bring the day that you have proclaimed, and they shall be like me.