For the zeal of Your house has eaten Me up; and the reproaches of those who reproached You have fallen upon Me.

And when He had looked around at them with anger, being grieved by the hardness of their hearts, He said to the man, Stretch out your hand. And he stretched it out, and his hand was restored as whole as the other.

Be angry, but do not sin: do not let the sun go down on your wrath,

Uz his firstborn, Buz his brother, Kemuel the father of Aram,

Has it been delightful to You that You oppress, that You despise the work of Your hands, and have shone on the counsel of the wicked?

As the Mighty God lives, who has taken away my justice, and the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter,

For Job has said, I am righteous, but the Mighty God has taken away my justice;

should I lie concerning my right? My wound is incurable, though I am without transgression.

Shall one who hates justice govern? Will you condemn a righteous mighty one?

Is it fitting to say to a king, You are worthless; and to nobles, You are wicked?

Do you think this is just? Do you say, I am more righteous than the Mighty God?

Would you indeed annul My judgment? Would you condemn Me so that you may be justified?

But he, wanting to justify himself, said to Jesus, And who is my neighbor?