Psalms 69:11
I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.
I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.
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7Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; shame hath covered my face.
8I am become a stranger unto my brethren, and an alien unto my mother's children.
9For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
10When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.
12They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
9And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
13But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I humbled my soul with fasting; and my prayer returned into mine own bosom.
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:
14I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
25I became also a reproach unto them: when they looked upon me they shaked their heads.
10For my life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
12I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.
19Thou hast known my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonour: mine adversaries are all before thee.
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
21They gave me also gall for my meat; and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
9For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,
18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
3I clothe the heavens with blackness, and I make sackcloth their covering.
6I am troubled; I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.
31My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
6But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
31Yet shalt thou plunge me in the ditch, and mine own clothes shall abhor me.
28I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
8For since I spake, I cried out, I cried violence and spoil; because the word of the LORD was made a reproach unto me, and a derision, daily.
19Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.
19Let it be unto him as the garment which covereth him, and for a girdle wherewith he is girded continually.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
18Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
14I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my judgment was as a robe and a diadem.
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
11He hath turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces: he hath made me desote.
3These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
8Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
17For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are gd that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
17I sat not in the assembly of the mockers, nor rejoiced; I sat alone because of thy hand: for thou hast filled me with indignation.
14For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
8Therefore I will wail and howl, I will go stripped and naked: I will make a wailing like the dragons, and mourning as the owls.