Rise with me and I shall speak; then after I have spoken, you may mock.
Should your lies make men silent? And will you mock, and no one make you ashamed?
Be silent from me, that I may speak; and let what will pass over me.
Or as one man mocks a man, do you mock Him? Is it good that He should search you out?
They have gaped at me with their mouth and with scorn struck my cheek; they gather themselves together against me.
My scorners are my friends; my eye pours out tears to God.
If not there were mockers with me, and my eye rests on their insults.
Listening, listen to my speech, and let this be your comfort;
Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; And why have you become vain with this vanity?