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Job 16:10

American Standard Version (1901)

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

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But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: The abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; They did tear me, and ceased not:

They gape upon me with their mouth, As a ravening and a roaring lion.

And the high priest Ananias commanded them that stood by him to smite him on the mouth.

Now shalt thou gather thyself in troops, O daughter of troops: he hath laid siege against us; they shall smite the judge of Israel with a rod upon the cheek.

Let him give his cheek to him that smiteth him; let him be filled full with reproach.

I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to them that plucked off the hair; I hid not my face from shame and spitting.

For ye bear with a man, if he bringeth you into bondage, if he devoureth you, if he taketh you captive, if he exalteth himself, if he smiteth you on the face.

Then Zedekiah the son of Chenaanah came near, and smote Micaiah on the cheek, and said, Which way went the Spirit of Jehovah from me to speak unto thee?

for of a truth in this city against thy holy Servant Jesus, whom thou didst anoint, both Herod and Pontius Pilate, with the Gentiles and the peoples of Israel, were gathered together,

And when he had said this, one of the officers standing by struck Jesus with his hand, saying, Answerest thou the high priest so?

Then did they spit in his face and buffet him: and some smote him with the palms of their hands,

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, And condemn the innocent blood.

Yea, they opened their mouth wide against me; They said, Aha, aha, our eye hath seen it.

Then Zedekiah the son of Chenaanah came near, and smote Micaiah upon the cheek, and said, Which way went the Spirit of Jehovah from me to speak unto thee?

God delivereth me to the ungodly, And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.

Upon my right hand rise the rabble; They thrust aside my feet, And they cast up against me their ways of destruction.

Arise, O Jehovah; save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

All thine enemies have opened their mouth wide against thee; They hiss and gnash the teeth; they say, We have swallowed her up; Certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.

I am poured out like water, And all my bones are out of joint: My heart is like wax; It is melted within me.

They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, They mark my steps, Even as they have waited for my soul.




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