Psalms 69:8
A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.
A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.
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9For zeal for Thy house hath consumed me, And the reproaches of Thy reproachers Have fallen upon me.
10And I weep in the fasting of my soul, And it is for a reproach to me.
11And I make my clothing sackcloth, And I am to them for a simile.
7For because of Thee I have borne reproach, Shame hath covered my face.
13My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
14Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
15Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
17My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my `mother's' womb.
18Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
11Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.
12I have been forgotten as dead out of mind, I have been as a perishing vessel.
8Thou hast put mine acquaintance far from me, Thou hast made me an abomination to them, Shut up -- I go not forth.
19Thou -- Thou hast known my reproach, And my shame, and my blushing, Before Thee `are' all mine adversaries.
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.
3These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me --
25And I -- I have been a reproach to them, They see me, they shake their head.
9And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.
10They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
14I have been a derision to all my people, Their song all the day.
4We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
11My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.
14As `if' a friend, as `if' my brother, I walked habitually, As a mourner for a mother, Mourning I have bowed down.
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;
9Who is saying of his father and his mother, I have not seen him; And his brethren he hath not discerned, And his sons he hath not known; For they have observed Thy saying, And Thy covenant they keep.
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
12Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, And `to' my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I `am' with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
6And I `am' a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
7All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
10Wo to me, my mother, For thou hast borne me a man of strife, And a man of contention to all the land, I have not lent on usury, Nor have they lent on usury to me -- All of them are reviling me.
48And he answering said to him who spake to him, `Who is my mother? and who are my brethren?'
49And having stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, he said, `Lo, my mother and my brethren!
7I have forsaken My house, I have left Mine inheritance, I have given the beloved of My soul Into the hand of her enemies.
8Mine inheritance hath been to Me as a lion in a forest, She gave forth against Me with her voice, Therefore I have hated her.
8All the day mine enemies reproached me, Those mad at me have sworn against me.
14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
3for I was wishing, I myself, to be anathema from the Christ -- for my brethren, my kindred, according to the flesh,
3For, a son I have been to my father -- tender, And an only one before my mother.
3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
20and it was told him, saying, `Thy mother and thy brethren do stand without, wishing to see thee;'
18Lo, I, and the children whom Jehovah hath given to me, `Are' for signs and for wonders in Israel, From Jehovah of Hosts, who is dwelling in Mount Zion.
7As a wonder I have been to many, And Thou `art' my strong refuge.
3For strangers have risen up against me And terrible ones have sought my soul, They have not set God before them. Selah.
10When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.
45Sons of a stranger fade away, And are slain out of their close places.
19A sojourner I `am' on earth, Hide not from me Thy commands.
1Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
33And he answered them, saying, `Who is my mother, or my brethren?'
1To the Overseer, on `The Hind of the Morning.' -- A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me? Far from my salvation, The words of my roaring?