Bear with me while I speak, and after I have spoken, mock on.
Will your idle talk reduce others to silence? Will no one rebuke you when you mock?
“Keep silent and let me speak; then let come to me what may.
Would it turn out well if he examined you? Could you deceive him as you might deceive a mortal?
People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.
My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.
“Listen carefully to my words; let this be the consolation you give me.
You have all seen this yourselves. Why then this meaningless talk?