⁴ I am as one that is a laughing-stock to his neighbor, I who called upon God, and he answered: The just, the perfect man is a laughing-stock.

¹⁵ He shall call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble: I will deliver him, and honor him.

¹ But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, Whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

³ Suffer me, and I also will speak; And after that I have spoken, mock on.

⁶ But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.

² Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.

¹⁰ They have gaped upon me with their mouth; They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: They gather themselves together against me.

³⁶ and others had trial of mockings and scourgings, yea, moreover of bonds and imprisonment:

³² Now when they heard of the resurrection of the dead, some mocked; but others said, We will hear thee concerning this yet again.

¹⁴ And the Pharisees, who were lovers of money, heard all these things; and they scoffed at him.

⁴⁰ And they laughed him to scorn. But he, having put them all forth, taketh the father of the child and her mother and them that were with him, and goeth in where the child was.

²⁹ And they platted a crown of thorns and put it upon his head, and a reed in his right hand; and they kneeled down before him, and mocked him, saying, Hail, King of the Jews!

⁷ But as for me, I will look unto Jehovah; I will wait for the God of my salvation: my God will hear me.

³ Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and will show thee great things, and difficult, which thou knowest not.

² He that walketh in his uprightness feareth Jehovah; But he that is perverse in his ways despiseth him.

¹⁶ Like the profane mockers in feasts, They gnashed upon me with their teeth.

⁷ All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, `saying',

⁸ Commit `thyself' unto Jehovah; Let him deliver him: Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.

²⁰ My friends scoff at me: `But' mine eye poureth out tears unto God,

³ Should thy boastings make men hold their peace? And when thou mockest, shall no man make thee ashamed?

²⁹ Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; Yea, return again, my cause is righteous.