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Job 17:2
Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.

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Job 17:2
Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.

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Job 16:20
My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,

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Job 12:4
It seems that I am to be as one who is a cause of laughing to his neighbour, one who makes his prayer to God and is answered! the upright man who has done no wrong is to be made sport of!

Job 21:3
Let me say what is in my mind, and after that, go on making sport of me.

Job 13:9
Will it be good for you to be searched out by him, or have you the thought that he may be guided into error like a man?

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Job 16:10
Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.

Job 30:1
But now those who are younger than I make sport of me; those whose fathers I would not have put with the dogs of my flocks.

Psalms 35:16
Like men of deceit they put me to shame; the voice of their wrath was loud against me.

Job 11:3
Are your words of pride to make men keep quiet? and are you to make sport, with no one to put you to shame?

Job 16:1
And Job made answer and said,

Psalms 22:7
I am laughed at by all those who see me: pushing out their lips and shaking their heads they say,

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Psalms 25:13
His soul will be full of good things, and his seed will have the earth for its heritage.

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1 Samuel 1:6
And the other wife did everything possible to make her unhappy, because the Lord had not let her have children;

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Job 1:11
But now, put out your hand against all he has, and he will be cursing you to your face.

Job 22:20
Saying, Truly, their substance is cut off, and their wealth is food for the fire.

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Job 12:5
In the thought of him who is in comfort there is no respect for one who is in trouble; such is the fate of those whose feet are slipping.

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Job 16:18
O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!


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