Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.
My friends are my scoffers as my eyes pour out tears to God.
Because the LORD had closed Hannah’s womb, her rival would provoke her viciously to taunt her.
I am a laughingstock to my friends, though I called on God, and He answered. The righteous and upright man is a laughing
And those who passed by heaped abuse on Him, shaking their heads
Would it be well when He examined you? Could you deceive Him as you would deceive a man?
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
Bear with me while I speak; then, after I have spoken, you may go on mocking.
I paced about as for my friend or brother; I was bowed down with grief, like one mourning for his mother.
His soul will dwell in prosperity, and his descendants will inherit the land.