I am as a man who is a laughing-stock to his neighbor. I who called upon God, and he answered. The just, the perfect man is a laughing-stock.

The voice of the ranking men was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

His flesh is consumed away that it cannot be seen. And his bones that were not seen stick out.

They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they cannot be parted.