⁵⁰ Remember, Lord, the reproach of thy servants; How I do bear in my bosom `the reproach of' all the mighty peoples,

¹⁸ Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O Jehovah, And that a foolish people hath blasphemed thy name.

²² Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: Remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day.

⁹ For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up; And the reproaches of them that reproach thee are fallen upon me.

¹³ Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to them that are round about us.

¹⁴ Thou makest us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹⁵ All the day long is my dishonor before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me,

¹⁶ For the voice of him that reproacheth and blasphemeth, By reason of the enemy and the avenger.

¹⁹ Thou knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my dishonor: Mine adversaries are all before thee.

²⁰ Reproach 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.

¹⁰ Wherefore should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the avenging of the blood of thy servants which is shed Be known among the nations in our sight.

¹¹ Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee: According to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to death;

¹² And render unto our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom Their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.

³ For Christ also pleased not himself; but, as it is written, The reproaches of them that reproached thee fell upon me.