8All that saw me mocked me: they spoke with their lips, they shook the head, saying,
9He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him, let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him.
10For thou art he that drew me out of the womb; my hope from my mother's breasts.
11I was cast on thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.
12Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near; for there is no helper.
13Many bullocks have compassed me: fat bulls have beset me round.