Bible Verses About Blasphemy

And a son of an Israelitish woman goeth out (and he is son of an Egyptian man), in the midst of the sons of Israel, and strive in the camp do the son of the Israelitish woman and a man of Israel,

and the son of the Israelitish woman execrateth the Name, and revileth; and they bring him in unto Moses; and his mother's name is Shelomith daughter of Dibri, of the tribe of Dan;

and he causeth him to rest in charge--to explain to them by the mouth of Jehovah.

And Jehovah speaketh unto Moses, saying,

`Bring out the reviler unto the outside of the camp; and all those hearing have laid their hands on his head, and all the company have stoned him.

`And unto the sons of Israel thou dost speak, saying, When any man revileth his God--then he hath borne his sin;

and he who is execrating the name of Jehovah is certainly put to death; all the company do certainly cast stones at him; as a sojourner so a native, in his execrating the Name, is put to death.

Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear to my voice.

Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.

He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.

He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,

I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.

I say unto God, `Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive with me.

Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?

Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth--seest Thou?

As the days of man are Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?

That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?

For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.

For God do ye speak perverseness? And for Him do ye speak deceit?

His face do ye accept, if for God ye strive?

Is it good that He doth search you, If, as one mocketh at a man, ye mock at Him?

A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue?

For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth:

And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,

For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty.