NHEB(i)
7 Because for your sake I suffer insults. Shame has covered my face.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, a foreigner to my mother's children.
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.
10 When I wept and I fasted, it brought me insults.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
12 Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.