7 For I endure scorn for your sake,and shame covers my face.
8 I am a foreigner to my own family,a stranger to my own mother’s children;
9 for zeal for your house consumes me,and the insults of those who insult you fall on me.
10 When I weep and fast,I must endure scorn;
11 when I put on sackcloth,people make sport of me.
12 Those who sit at the gate mock me,and I am the song of the drunkards.
13 But I pray to you, Lord,in the time of your favour;in your great love, O God,answer me with your sure salvation.