What man is like Job, who drinketh up scorning like water?
How much more abominable and filthy is man, which drinketh iniquity like water?
And it come to pass, when he heareth the words of this curse, that he bless himself in his heart, saying, I shall have peace, though I walk in the imagination of mine heart, to add drunkenness to thirst:
How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity? and the scorners delight in their scorning, and fools hate knowledge?
For they eat the bread of wickedness, and drink the wine of violence.