8 I am become a stranger unto my brethren: even an alien unto my mother's children.
9 For the zeal of thine house hath even eaten me: and the rebukes of them that rebuked thee are fallen upon me.
10 I wept, and chastened myself with fasting: and that was turned to my reproof.
11 I put on sackcloth also: and they jested upon me.
12 They that sit in the gate speak against me: and the drunkards make songs upon me.
13 But, Lord, I make my prayer unto thee: in an acceptable time.
14 Hear me, O God, in the multitude of thy mercy: even in the truth of thy salvation.
15 Take me out of the mire, that I sink not: O let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
16 Let not the water-flood drown me, neither let the deep swallow me up: and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
17 Hear me, O Lord, for thy loving-kindness is comfortable: turn thee unto me according to the multitude of thy mercies.