⁴ A laughter to his friend I am: `He calleth to God, and He answereth him,' A laughter `is' the perfect righteous one.

¹⁵ He doth call Me, and I answer him, I `am' with him in distress, I deliver him, and honour him.

¹ And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.

³ Bear with me, and I speak, And after my speaking -- ye may deride.

⁶ And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.

² If not -- mockeries `are' with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.

¹⁰ They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

³⁶ and others of mockings and scourgings did receive trial, and yet of bonds and imprisonment;

³² And having heard of a rising again of the dead, some, indeed, were mocking, but others said, `We will hear thee again concerning this;'

¹⁴ And also the Pharisees, being lovers of money, were hearing all these things, and were deriding him,

⁴⁰ and they were laughing at him. And he, having put all forth, doth take the father of the child, and the mother, and those with him, and goeth in where the child is lying,

²⁹ and having plaited him a crown out of thorns they put `it' on his head, and a reed in his right hand, and having kneeled before him, they were mocking him, saying, `Hail, the king of the Jews.'

⁷ And I -- in Jehovah I do watch, I do wait for the God of my salvation, Hear me doth my God.

³ Call unto Me, and I do answer thee, yea, I declare to thee great and fenced things -- thou hast not known them.

² Whoso is walking in his uprightness is fearing Jehovah, And the perverted `in' his ways is despising Him.

¹⁶ With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.

⁷ All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,

⁸ `Roll unto Jehovah, He doth deliver him, He doth deliver him, for he delighted in him.'

²⁰ My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:

³ Thy devices make men keep silent, Thou scornest, and none is causing blushing!

²⁹ Turn back, I pray you, let it not be perverseness, Yea, turn back again -- my righteousness `is' in it.