8 For it is on your account I bear insult,that disgrace covers my face.
9 I have become an outcast to my kindred,a stranger to my mother’s children.
10 Because zeal for your house has consumed me,I am scorned by those who scorn you.
11 When I humbled my spirit with fasting,this led only to scorn.
12 When I clothed myself in sackcloth;I became a byword for them.
13 Those who sit in the gate gossip about me;drunkards make me the butt of songs.
14 But I will pray to you, Lord,at a favorable time.God, in your abundant kindness, answer mewith your sure deliverance.