6 Let not them that wait on thee be ashamed through me, O Lord GOD of hosts: let not those that seek thee be brought to dishonour through me, O God of Israel.
7 Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.
8 I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
9 For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.
10 When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a proverb unto them.
12 They that sit in the gate talk of me; and I am the song of the drunkards.