10When I wept and did not eat food, they insulted me.
11When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became the object of a proverb to them.
12Those who sit in the city gate talk about me; I am a song of drunkards.
13But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, at a time that you will accept; answer me in the trustworthiness of your salvation.
14Pull me out of the mire, and do not let me sink; let me be taken away from those who hate me and rescued out of the deep waters.