8. I have become a stranger to my brothers,an alien to my mother’s sons.
9. For zeal for your house has consumed me,and the reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
10. When I wept and humbled my soul with fasting,it became my reproach.
11. When I made sackcloth my clothing,I became a byword to them.
12. I am the talk of those who sit in the gate,and the drunkards make songs about me.