6 Master, the Lord of heaven’s armies,do not let those who hope in you be ashamed because of me.God of Israel,do not let your worshipersbe disgraced because of me.
7 For you, I carry this shame.My face is covered with disgrace.
8 I am like a stranger to my brothers.I am like a foreigner to my mother’s sons.
9 My strong love for your Temple completely controls me.When people insult you, it hurts me.
10 When I cry and go without food,they make fun of me.
11 When I wear rough cloth to show my sadness,they joke about me.
12 They make fun of me in public places.The drunkards make up songs about me.