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Job 12:4

A Conservative Version

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

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

But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

Allow me, and I also will speak, and after I have spoken, mock on.

But he has made me a byword of the people, and they spit in my face.

Surely there are mockers with me, and my eye dwells upon their provocation.

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

And others took a trial of mockings and scourgings, and moreover of bonds and imprisonment.

But when they heard the resurrection of the dead, of course they mocked, but others said, We will hear thee again about this.

And the Pharisees, being lovers of money, heard all these things, and they sneered him.

And they ridiculed him. But he, having put them all out, takes the father of the child and the mother and those with him, and enters in where the child was laying.

And having woven a crown of thorns, they put it upon his head, and a reed in his right hand. And having knelt down before him, they ridiculed him, saying, Hail, king of the Jews!

But as for me, I will look to LORD. I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.

Call to me, and I will answer thee, and will show thee great things, and difficult, which thou know not.

He who walks in his uprightness fears LORD, but he who is perverse in his ways despises him.

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

My friends scoff at me. My eye pours out tears to God

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

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

he says to them, Depart, for the little girl did not die, but sleeps. And they ridiculed him.

Though I were perfect, I do not regard myself. I despise my life.

In the thought of him who is at ease there is contempt for misfortune. It is ready for those whose foot slips.

Behold now, I have set my case in order. I know that I am righteous.

And now I have become their song, Yea, I am a byword to them.

What man is like Job, who drinks up scorning like water,

O LORD, thou have persuaded me, and I was persuaded. Thou are stronger than I, and have prevailed. I have become a laughing-stock all the day; everyone mocks me.




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