Psalm 69:9–12

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.

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.

9 For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up;

And the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

10 When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting,

That was to my reproach.

11 I made sackcloth also my garment;

And I became a proverb to them.

12 They that sit in the gate speak against me;

And I was the song of the drunkards.

9 Passion for your house has consumed me,

and the insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.

10 When I weep and fast,

they scoff at me.

11 When I dress in burlap to show sorrow,

they make fun of me.

12 I am the favorite topic of town gossip,

and all the drunks sing about me.

9 Because zeal for Your house has eaten me up,

And the reproaches of those who reproach You have fallen on me.

10 When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting,

That became my reproach.

11 I also made sackcloth my garment;

I became a byword to them.

12 Those who sit in the gate speak against me,

And I am the song of the drunkards.

9 My strong love for your Temple completely controls me.

When people insult you, it hurts me.

10 When I cry and fast,

they make fun of me.

11 When I wear clothes of sadness,

they joke about me.

12 They make fun of me in public places,

and the drunkards make up songs about me.

9 For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up;

And the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.

10 When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting,

That was to my reproach.

11 When I made sackcloth my clothing,

I became a byword unto them.

12 They that sit in the gate talk of me;

And I am the song of the drunkards.

9 For the zeal of thy house hath devoured me, and the reproaches of them that reproach thee have fallen upon me. 10 And I wept, my soul was fasting: that also was to my reproach; — 11 And I made sackcloth my garment: then I became a proverb to them. 12 They that sit in the gate talk of me, and I am the song of the drunkards.

9 Indeed, devotion for your house has consumed me, 

and the insults of those who insult you have fallen on me. 

10 I cried and fasted, but I was insulted for it. 

11 I dressed myself in sackcloth, but I became the object of ridicule. 

12 Those who sit at the gate gossip about me, 

and drunkards make up songs about me. 

9 because zeal for Your house has consumed me,

and the insults of those who insult You

have fallen on me.

10 I mourned and fasted,

but it brought me insults.

11 I wore sackcloth as my clothing,

and I was a joke to them.

12 Those who sit at the city gate talk about me,

and drunkards make up songs about me.

9 It is zeal for your house that has consumed me;

the insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.

10 When I humbled my soul with fasting,

they insulted me for doing so.

11 When I made sackcloth my clothing,

I became a byword to them.

12 I am the subject of gossip for those who sit in the gate,

and the drunkards make songs about me.

9 because the zeal for your house has consumed me,

and the reproaches of those reproaching you have fallen on me.

10 When I wept in the fasting of my soul,

it became reproaches for me.

11 When I made sackcloth my clothing,

I became for them a byword.

12 Those sitting at the gate talk about me

as also the songs of the drunkards.

9 My great love for your house destroys me.

Those who make fun of you make fun of me also.

10 When I sob and go without eating,

they laugh at me.

11 When I put on black clothes to show how sad I am,

people make jokes about me.

12 Those who gather in public places make fun of me.

Those who get drunk make up songs about me.