Then I said, Alas, Lord Jehovah! Behold, I do not know how to speak, for I am a youth.

Do not be afraid of their faces, for I am with you to deliver you, says Jehovah.

Why has my pain been continual, and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You surely are to me like deceitful waters that cannot be trusted.

As for me, I have not hurried away from being a shepherd who follows You; nor have I desired the woeful day; You surely know the going forth of my lips before Your face.

And Moses returned to Jehovah and said, Lord, why have You brought hurt upon this people? Why then have You sent me?

For since I came to Pharaoh to speak in Your name, he has done evil to this people; neither have You rescued to deliver Your people.

And Moses said to Jehovah, Why have You afflicted Your servant? And why have I not found favor in Your eyes, to lay the burden of all these people on me?

Where would I get flesh to set before all these people? For they weep upon me, saying, Give us flesh, that we may eat.

If You are dealing with me like this, please kill and destroy me, if I have found favor in Your eyes; and do not let me see my distress!

Then I said, I will not make mention of Him, nor speak in His name any more. But His Word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with holding it in, and I could not.

So the Spirit lifted me up and took me away, and I went in bitterness, in the heat of my spirit; but the hand of Jehovah was strong upon me.

But by the Spirit of Jehovah I am full of power and justice and might, to declare to Jacob his transgression, and to Israel his sin.

Or is it only Barnabas and I who have no authority to not work?

Woe is me, my mother, that you have borne me, a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither loaned with usury, nor have men loaned to me; yet every one curses me.

Jehovah has made you priest instead of Jehoiada the priest, to be officers in the house of Jehovah over every madman who prophesies, that you should put him in prison and in the stocks.

And he went up from there to Bethel; and as he was going up the road, some little boys came from the city and mocked him, and said to him, Go up, you baldhead! Go up, you baldhead!

But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people.

All who see Me mock Me; they shoot out the lip; they shake the head, saying,

But at my stumbling they gathered themselves together and rejoiced; and before I knew it the attackers gathered themselves against me; they tore at me and were not still;

with the hypocrites, mockers, for a cake, they gnashed at me with their teeth.

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

I also made sackcloth my clothing, and I became a byword to them.

I was a laughing stock to all my people; their taunting song all the day.

The days of visitation have come; the days of retribution have come. Israel shall know. The prophet is a fool, the spiritual man is insane, because of the greatness of your iniquity and your great hatred.

Now the Pharisees, who were lovers of money, also heard all these things, and they derided Him.

Now the men who held Jesus mocked Him and beat Him.

And having blindfolded Him, they struck Him on the face and asked Him, saying, Prophesy! Who is the one who struck You?

Then Herod, with his men of war, treated Him with contempt and mocked Him, arrayed Him in a gorgeous robe, and sent Him back to Pilate.

And the people stood looking on. Moreover the rulers with them sneered, saying, He saved others; let Him save Himself if He is the Christ, the chosen of God.

The soldiers also mocked Him, coming and offering Him vinegar,

Then certain Epicurean and Stoic philosophers encountered him. And some said, What does this empty talker want to say? And others, He seems to be a proclaimer of foreign demons, because he preached to them Jesus and the resurrection.

And when they heard of the resurrection of the dead, some ridiculed, while others said, We will hear you again concerning this matter.

For I think that God has displayed us, the apostles, last, as men condemned to death; for we became spectacles to all creation, both to angels and to men.

To the present hour we both hunger and thirst, and we are poorly clothed, and beaten, and wander homeless.

being defamed, we entreat. We have become as the filth of the world, the offscouring of all things until now.

Still others had trial of mockings and floggings, yes, and of bonds and imprisonment.