Psalms 69:8
I have become a stranger to my brothers, An alien to my mother's children.
I have become a stranger to my brothers, An alien to my mother's children.
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9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
10 When I wept and I fasted, That was to my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
13 "He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14 My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
17 My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
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.
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.
8 You have taken my friends from me. You have made me an abomination to them. I am confined, and I can't escape.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; For comforters, but I found none.
3 You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
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.
14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and derision to those who are around us.
11 My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my plague. My kinsmen stand far away.
14 I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother. I bowed down mourning, as one who mourns his mother.
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 Who said of his father, and of his mother, I have not seen him; Neither did he acknowledge his brothers, Nor knew he his own children: For they have observed your word, Keep your covenant.
6 "But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
12 "Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don't be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, A foreigner, as all my fathers were.
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,
10 Woe is me, my mother, that you have borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have not lent, neither have men lent to me; [yet] everyone of them does curse me.
48 But he answered him who spoke to him, "Who is my mother? Who are my brothers?"
49 He stretched out his hand towards his disciples, and said, "Behold, my mother and my brothers!
7 I have forsaken my house, I have cast off my heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
8 My heritage is become to me as a lion in the forest: she has uttered her voice against me; therefore I have hated her.
8 My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.
14 I am poured out like water. All my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
3 For I could wish that I myself were accursed from Christ for my brothers' sake, my relatives according to the flesh,
3 For I was a son to my father, Tender and an only child in the sight of my mother.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
20 It was told him by some saying, "Your mother and your brothers stand outside, desiring to see you."
18 Behold, I and the children whom Yahweh has given me are for signs and for wonders in Israel from Yahweh of Hosts, who dwells in Mount Zion.
7 I am a marvel to many, But you are my strong refuge.
3 For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven't set God before them. Selah.
10 When my father and my mother forsake me, Then Yahweh will take me up.
45 The foreigners shall fade away, And shall come trembling out of their close places.
19 I am a stranger on the earth. Don't hide your commandments from me.
1 Oh that you were like my brother, Who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; Yes, and no one would despise me.
33 He answered them, "Who are my mother and my brothers?"
1 > My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?