They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.

Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

He giveth to his smiter the cheek, He is filled with reproach.

Now gather thyself together, O daughter of troops, A siege he hath laid against us, With a rod they smite on the cheek the judge of Israel.

but I -- I say to you, not to resist the evil, but whoever shall slap thee on thy right cheek, turn to him also the other;

and to him smiting thee upon the cheek, give also the other, and from him taking away from thee the mantle, also the coat thou mayest not keep back.

Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips are lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

but I -- I say to you, not to resist the evil, but whoever shall slap thee on thy right cheek, turn to him also the other;

Jesus answered him, 'If I spake ill, testify concerning the ill; and if well, why me dost thou smite?'