6. Their only homes are ditchesor holes between rocks,
7. where they bray like donkeysgathering around shrubs.
8. And like senseless donkeysthey are chased away.
9. Those worthless nobodiesmake up jokes and songsto disgrace me.
10. They are hatefuland keep their distance,even while spittingin my direction.
11. God has destroyed me,and so they don't carewhat they do.
12. Their attacks never stop,though I am defenceless,and my feet are trapped.