Lamentations 3:14 Cross References

Lamentations 3:14

14: My own people laugh at me. All day long they sing their mocking songs.

O LORD, you persuaded me, and I allowed myself to be persuaded. You are stronger than I am, and you overpowered me. Now I am mocked by everyone in the city.

Look at them! In all their activities, they constantly mock me with their songs.

For there our captors demanded a song of us. Our tormentors requested a joyful hymn: "Sing us one of those songs of Jerusalem!"

But sometimes I think God has put us apostles on display, like prisoners of war at the end of a victor's parade, condemned to die. We have become a spectacle to the entire world--to people and angels alike.
Our dedication to Christ makes us look like fools, but you are so wise! We are weak, but you are so powerful! You are well thought of, but we are laughed at.
To this very hour we go hungry and thirsty, without enough clothes to keep us warm. We have endured many beatings, and we have no homes of our own.
We have worked wearily with our own hands to earn our living. We bless those who curse us. We are patient with those who abuse us.
We respond gently when evil things are said about us. Yet we are treated like the world's garbage, like everybody's trash--right up to the present moment.

saying in front of his friends and the Samarian army officers, "What does this bunch of poor, feeble Jews think they are doing? Do they think they can build the wall in a day if they offer enough sacrifices? Look at those charred stones they are pulling out of the rubbish and using again!"
Tobiah the Ammonite, who was standing beside him, remarked, "That stone wall would collapse if even a fox walked along the top of it!"
Then I prayed, "Hear us, O our God, for we are being mocked. May their scoffing fall back on their own heads, and may they themselves become captives in a foreign land!

But they are glad now that I am in trouble; they gleefully join together against me. I am attacked by people I don't even know; they hurl slander at me continually.
They mock me with the worst kind of profanity, and they snarl at me.

Did you not make Israel the object of your ridicule? Was she caught in the company of thieves that you should despise her as you do?

And the people passing by shouted abuse, shaking their heads in mockery.
"So! You can destroy the Temple and build it again in three days, can you? Well then, if you are the Son of God, save yourself and come down from the cross!"
The leading priests, the teachers of religious law, and the other leaders also mocked Jesus.
"He saved others," they scoffed, "but he can't save himself! So he is the king of Israel, is he? Let him come down from the cross, and we will believe in him!
He trusted God--let God show his approval by delivering him! For he said, 'I am the Son of God.'"

"But now I am mocked by those who are younger than I, by young men whose fathers are not worthy to run with my sheepdogs.
A lot of good they are to me--those worn-out wretches!
They are gaunt with hunger and flee to the deserts and the wastelands, desolate and gloomy.
They eat coarse leaves, and they burn the roots of shrubs for heat.
They are driven from civilization, and people shout after them as if they were thieves.

You have caused all our neighbors to mock us. We are an object of scorn and derision to the nations around us.

Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy, for we have had our fill of contempt.
We have had our fill of the scoffing of the proud and the contempt of the arrogant.

We are mocked by our neighbors, an object of scorn and derision to those around us.

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