⁴ I also could speak as ye do; If your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.

²⁵ I am become also a reproach unto them: When they see me, they shake their head.

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

¹⁵ All that pass by clap their hands at thee; They hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, `saying', Is this the city that men called The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?

¹⁶ to make their land an astonishment, and a perpetual hissing; every one that passeth thereby shall be astonished, and shake his head.

²¹ This is the word that Jehovah hath spoken concerning him: The virgin daughter of Zion hath despised thee and laughed thee to scorn; the daughter of Jerusalem hath shaken her head at thee.

²⁶ And whether one member suffereth, all the members suffer with it; or `one' member is honored, all the members rejoice with it.

¹⁵ Rejoice with them that rejoice; weep with them that weep.

³⁹ And they that passed by railed on him, wagging their heads,

⁴⁰ and saying, Thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days, save thyself: if thou art the Son of God, come down from the cross.

¹² All things therefore whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, even so do ye also unto them: for this is the law and the prophets.

¹⁵ This is the joyous city that dwelt carelessly, that said in her heart, I am, and there is none besides me: how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in! every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.

¹⁴ A fool also multiplieth words: `yet' man knoweth not what shall be; and that which shall be after him, who can tell him?

¹⁹ In the multitude of words there wanteth not transgression; But he that refraineth his lips doeth wisely.

¹⁴ Thou makest us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹⁶ Therefore doth Job open his mouth in vanity; He multiplieth words without knowledge.

² Should not the multitude of words be answered? And should a man full of talk be justified?

¹⁴ To him that is ready to faint kindness `should be showed' from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

² Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!

³ For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.

⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

⁵ Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?