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Psalm 22:7

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7 All men seeing me scorned me; they spake with lips, and wagged the head, and said,

Psalm 22:7 Meaning and Commentary

Psalms 22:7

All they that see me laugh me to scorn
To the afflicted pity should be shown; but instead or pitying him in his distresses they laughed at him; this must be understood of the soldiers when they had him in Pilate's hall, and of the Jews in general when he hung upon the cross; some particular persons must be excepted, as John the beloved disciple, the mother of our Lord, Mary Magdalene, and some other women, who stood afar off beholding him;

they shoot out the lip;
or "open with the lip" F25; they made mouths at him, they put out their lips, or gaped upon him with their mouths, and in a way of sport and pastime made wide mouths and drew out their tongues, as in ( Job 16:10 ) ( Isaiah 57:4 ) ;

they shake the head, [saying];
in a way of scorn and derision, as in ( Lamentations 2:15 ) . This was fulfilled in the Jews, ( Matthew 27:39 ) .


FOOTNOTES:

F25 (hpvb wryjpy) "hiatum fecerunt labiis suis", Grotius; "they make a mow with their lip", Ainsworth.
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Psalm 22:7 In-Context

5 They cried to thee, and they were made safe; they hoped in thee, and they were not shamed. (They cried to thee, and they were saved; they trusted thee, and they were not put to shame, or were not disappointed.)
6 But I am a worm, and not a man; the shame of men, and the outcasting of the people. (But I am a worm, and not a man; despised, and an outcast among the people.)
7 All men seeing me scorned me; they spake with lips, and wagged the head, and said,
8 He hoped in the Lord, deliver he him; make he him safe, for he will him. (He hoped in the Lord, that he would rescue him; so let him save him, if he delighteth in him.)
9 For thou it art that drewest me out of the womb, that art mine hope from the teats of my mother; (For thou art he who drew me out of the womb, thou who art my hope from my mother's breast;)
Copyright © 2001 by Terence P. Noble. For personal use only.

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