8. I am a foreigner to my own family,a stranger to my own mother’s children;
9. for zeal for your house consumes me,and the insults of those who insult you fall on me.
10. When I weep and fast,I must endure scorn;
11. when I put on sackcloth,people make sport of me.
12. Those who sit at the gate mock me,and I am the song of the drunkards.