My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.
During the days of Jesus’ earthly life, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One who cou
I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.
Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
I am a laughingstock to my friends, though I called on God, and He answered. The righteous and upright man is a laughing
In return for my love they accuse me, but I am a man of prayer.
But the scribes and Pharisees were filled with rage and began to discuss with one another what they might do to Jesus.
I could also speak like you if you were in my place; I could heap up words against you and shake my head at you.
Yes, he struggled with the angel and prevailed; he wept and sought His favor; he found Him at Bethel and spoke with Him