7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, An alien to my mother's children.
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
10 When I wept and I fasted, That was to my reproach.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
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