Psalms 69:3-11

³(69:4) I am weary of my calling; my throat is hoarse; my eyes fail, while I hope for my God.

⁴(69:5) More than the hairs of my head are those that hate me without a cause; numerous are those that would destroy me, that are my enemies wrongfully: what I have not robbed shall I now restore.

⁵(69:6) O God, thou art well aware of my folly, and my guilty deeds are from thee not hidden.

⁶(69:7) Let not those that wait on thee, O Lord Eternal of hosts, be made ashamed through me: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel.

⁷(69:8) Because for thy sake have I borne reproach, hath confusion covered my face.

⁸(69:9) A stranger am I become unto my brothers, and an alien unto my mother's children.

⁹(69:10) Because the zeal for thy house hath devoured me; and the reproaches of those that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹⁰(69:11) When I wept at the fasting of my soul, it became a reproach to me.

¹¹(69:12) And when I made sackcloth my garment, I became a proverb to them.