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Psalm 22:7 - New International Version (Anglicised)

7 All who see me mock me; they hurl insults, shaking their heads.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 All who see me laugh at me and mock me; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying, [Matt. 27:43.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: They shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,

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Common English Bible

7 All who see me make fun of me— they gape, shaking their heads:

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Psalm 22:7
22 Tagairtí Cros  

‘I have become a laughing-stock to my friends, though I called on God and he answered – a mere laughing-stock, though righteous and blameless!


People open their mouths to jeer at me; they strike my cheek in scorn and unite together against me.


I also could speak like you, if you were in my place; I could make fine speeches against you and shake my head at you.


I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.


Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous.


You have made us a byword among the nations; the peoples shake their heads at us.


This is what the Lord says – the Redeemer and Holy One of Israel – to him who was despised and abhorred by the nation, to the servant of rulers: ‘Kings will see you and stand up, princes will see and bow down, because of the Lord, who is faithful, the Holy One of Israel, who has chosen you.’


He was despised and rejected by mankind, a man of suffering, and familiar with pain. Like one from whom people hide their faces he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.


Who are you mocking? At whom do you sneer and stick out your tongue? Are you not a brood of rebels, the offspring of liars?


and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. ‘Hail, king of the Jews!’ they said.


he said, ‘Go away. The girl is not dead but asleep.’ But they laughed at him.


And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.


Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads and saying, ‘So! You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days,


The Pharisees, who loved money, heard all this and were sneering at Jesus.


Then Herod and his soldiers ridiculed and mocked him. Dressing him in an elegant robe, they sent him back to Pilate.


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