5 O God, it is You who knows my folly, And my wrongs are not hidden from You.
6 May those who wait for You not be ashamed through me, O Lord God of hosts; May those who seek You not be dishonored through me, O God of Israel,
7 Because for Your sake I have borne reproach; Dishonor has covered my face.
8 I have become estranged from my brothers And an alien to my mother's sons.
9 For zeal for Your house has consumed me, And the reproaches of those who reproach You have fallen on me.
10 When I wept in my soul with fasting, It became my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.