Psalms 69:8
I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
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9For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
10When I wept, [and chastened] my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.
11I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.
7Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
15They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
17My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's [sake] of mine own body.
18Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
8Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: [I am] shut up, and I cannot come forth.
19Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries [are] all before thee.
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked [for some] to take pity, but [there was] none; and for comforters, but I found none.
3These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed [that] ye make yourselves strange to me.
25I became also a reproach unto them: [when] they looked upon me they shaked their heads.
9And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
10They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
14I was a derision to all my people; [and] their song all the day.
4We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
14I behaved myself as though [he had been] my friend [or] brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth [for his] mother.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: [yea], the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew [it] not; they did tear [me], and ceased not:
9Who said unto his father and to his mother, I have not seen him; neither did he acknowledge his brethren, nor knew his own children: for they have observed thy word, and kept thy covenant.
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I [am] a stranger with thee, [and] a sojourner, as all my fathers [were].
6But I [am] a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, [saying],
10¶ Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; [yet] every one of them doth curse me.
48But he answered and said unto him that told him, ‹Who is my mother? and who are my brethren?›
49And he stretched forth his hand toward his disciples, and said, ‹Behold my mother and my brethren!›
7¶ I have forsaken mine house, I have left mine heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
8Mine heritage is unto me as a lion in the forest; it crieth out against me: therefore have I hated it.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; [and] they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
3For I could wish that myself were accursed from Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh:
3For I was my father's son, tender and only [beloved] in the sight of my mother.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
20And it was told him [by certain] which said, Thy mother and thy brethren stand without, desiring to see thee.
18Behold, I and the children whom the LORD hath given me [are] for signs and for wonders in Israel from the LORD of hosts, which dwelleth in mount Zion.
7I am as a wonder unto many; but thou [art] my strong refuge.
3For strangers are risen up against me, and oppressors seek after my soul: they have not set God before them. Selah.
10When my father and my mother forsake me, then the LORD will take me up.
45The strangers shall fade away, and be afraid out of their close places.
19¶ I [am] a stranger in the earth: hide not thy commandments from me.
1¶ O that thou [wert] as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! [when] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
33And he answered them, saying, ‹Who is my mother, or my brethren?›
1¶ To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? [why art thou so] far from helping me, [and from] the words of my roaring?