8. I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
9. For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.
10. When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.
11. When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a proverb unto them.
12. They that sit in the gate talk of me; and I am the song of the drunkards.
13. But as for me, my prayer is unto thee, O Lord, in an acceptable time: O God, in the multitude of thy mercy, answer me in the truth of thy salvation.
14. Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.