Are not mockeries with me? Yea, my eye rests on their insults.
Should your lies make men silent? And will you mock and no one make you ashamed?
I am a laughing-stock to his friends; who calls on God, and He answers him; the just, the upright one is a mockery;
Is it good that He should search you out? Or as one man mocks another, do you mock Him?
My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God.
He has made me also a byword of the peoples; and I am one in whose face they spit.
Rise with me and I shall speak; and after I have spoken, mock on.
Behold, all you have seen it yourselves; why then do you become completely vain?
His soul shall dwell at ease; and his seed shall inherit the earth.
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall rest under the shadow of the Almighty.