Bible Verses About Blasphemy

He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.

God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.

At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.

Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.

He breaketh me--breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.

Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,

Lo, I cry out--violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.

Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.

Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?

They wear out in good their days, And in a moment to Sheol go down.

And they say to God, `Turn aside from us, And the knowledge of Thy ways We have not desired.

Is not God high in heaven? And see the summit of the stars, That they are high.

And thou hast said, `What--hath God known? Through thickness doth He judge?

Thick clouds are a secret place to Him, And He doth not see;' And the circle of the heavens He walketh habitually,

Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,

He doth put in the stocks my feet, He doth watch all my paths.'

For Job hath said, `I have been righteous, And God hath turned aside my right,

Against my right do I lie? Mortal is mine arrow--without transgression.'

And if there is understanding, hear this, Give ear to the voice of my words.

Yea, doth one hating justice govern? Or the Most Just dost thou condemn?

Who hath said to a king--`Worthless,' Unto princes--`Wicked?'

That hath not accepted the person of princes, Nor hath known the rich before the poor, For a work of His hands are all of them.

To the Overseer, `Concerning the Inheritances.' --A Psalm of David. My sayings hear, O Jehovah, Consider my meditation.

Be attentive to the voice of my cry, My king and my God, For unto Thee I pray habitually.

And they speak against God--they said: `Is God able to array a table in a wilderness?'