7. For I have borne reproach for thee,my face is hid with shame.
8. To brethren strange, to mother's sonsan alien I became.
9. Because the zeal did eat me up,which to thine house I bear;And the reproaches cast at thee,upon me fallen are.
10. My tears and fasts, t' afflict my soul,were turned to my shame.
11. When sackcloth I did wear, to thema proverb I became.
12. The men that in the gate do sitagainst me evil spake;They also that vile drunkards wereof me their song did make.
13. But, in an acceptable time,my pray'r, Lord, is to thee:In truth of thy salvation, Lord,and mercy great, hear me.
14. Deliver me out of the mire,from sinking do me keep;Free me from those that do me hate,and from the waters deep.
15. Let not the flood on me prevail,whose water overflows;Nor deep me swallow, nor the pither mouth upon me close.
16. Hear me, O Lord, because thy loveand kindness is most good;Turn unto me, according tothy mercies' multitude.
17. Nor from thy servant hide thy face:I'm troubled, soon attend.