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I sink into deep mire where there is no standing; I have come into deep waters where the floods overflow me.
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I am weary of my crying, my throat is dry; mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
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They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of mine head; they that would destroy me, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty. Then I was made to restore that which I took not away.
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O God, Thou knowest my foolishness, and my sins are not hid from Thee.
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Let not them that wait on Thee, O Lord GOD of hosts, be ashamed for my sake, let not those that seek Thee be confounded for my sake, O God of Israel,
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because for Thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.
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I have become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
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For the zeal for Thine house hath eaten me up, and the reproaches of them that reproached Thee have fallen upon me.
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When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting, that was turned to my reproach.
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I also made sackcloth my garment, and I became a proverb to them.
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They that sit at the gate speak against me, and I have become the song of the drunkards.