³ Suffer me that I may speak; and after that I have spoken, mock on.

² Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

¹⁰ They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

²⁰ My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

³¹ Mark well, O Job, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I will speak.

³² If thou hast anything to say, answer me: speak, for I desire to justify thee.

³³ If not, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I shall teach thee wisdom.

¹³ Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.

⁹ Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocketh another, do ye so mock him?

⁴ I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.

⁵ He that is ready to slip with his feet is as a lamp despised in the thought of him that is at ease.