Job 17:2
If not -- mockeries `are' with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.
If not -- mockeries `are' with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
3Place, I pray Thee, my pledge with Thee; Who is he that striketh hand with me?
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
20My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
16With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.
17I have not sat in an assembly of deriders, Nor do I exult, because of thy hand, -- Alone I have sat, For `with' indignation Thou hast filled me.
18Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.
7All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
7Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,
8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
9His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
3Thy devices make men keep silent, Thou scornest, and none is causing blushing!
3Bear with me, and I speak, And after my speaking -- ye may deride.
4I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?
19Mine enemies rejoice not over me `with' falsehood, Those hating me without cause wink the eye.
12What -- doth thine heart take thee away? And what -- are thine eyes high?
3Also -- on this Thou hast opened Thine eyes, And dost bring me into judgment with Thee.
14I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
5If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
9Is `it' good that He doth search you, If, as one mocketh at a man, ye mock at Him?
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
15Lo, they are saying unto me: `Where `is' the word of Jehovah? pray, let it come.'
17Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare `are' with me.
4A laughter to his friend I am: `He calleth to God, and He answereth him,' A laughter `is' the perfect righteous one.
21And they enlarge against me their mouth, They said, `Aha, aha, our eye hath seen.'
16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade.
4Lest mine enemy say, `I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.
3Why dost Thou shew me iniquity, And perversity dost cause to behold? And spoiling and violence `are' before me, And there is strife, and contention doth lift `itself' up,
5Whoso is mocking at the poor Hath reproached his Maker, Whoso is rejoicing at calamity is not acquitted.
1And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
20Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.
2Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
3These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me --
24Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee?
9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.
19Give attention, O Jehovah, unto me, And hearken to the voice of those contending with me.
2Till when do I set counsels in my soul? Sorrow inn my heart daily? Till when is mine enemy exalted over me?
26I also in your calamity do laugh, I deride when your fear cometh,
7Thou hast persuaded me, O Jehovah, and I am persuaded; Thou hast hardened me, and dost prevail, I have been for a laughter all the day, Every one is mocking at me,
16Because of the voice of a reproacher and reviler, Because of an enemy and a self-avenger.
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
10Till when, O God, doth an adversary reproach? Doth an enemy despise thy name for ever?
12A sea-`monster' am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
3Wherefore have we been reckoned as cattle? We have been defiled in your eyes!
15Thou, Thou hast known, O Jehovah, Remember me, and inspect me, And take vengeance for me of my pursuers, In Thy long-suffering take me not away, Know -- I have borne for Thee reproach.