TSK · Job 16:4

“Oh, if only my grief could be weighed, and my misfortune laid on the scales too!

“Should not this abundance of words be answered, or should this talkative man be vindicated?

All who see me taunt me; they mock me and shake their heads.

You made us an object of ridicule among the nations; foreigners treat us with contempt.

When words abound, transgression is inevitable, but the one who restrains his words is wise.

So their land will become an object of horror. People will forever hiss out their scorn over it. All who pass that way will be filled with horror and will shake their heads in derision.

This is how the once-proud city will end up– the city that was so secure. She thought to herself,“I am unique! No one can compare to me!” What a heap of ruins she has become, a place where wild animals live! Everyone who passes by her taunts her and shakes his fist.

Those who passed by defamed him, shaking their heads

If one member suffers, everyone suffers with it. If a member is honored, all rejoice with it.