^{8 Ref} They are children of fools, yes, children of base men. They were flogged out of the land.

^{9 Ref} "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.

^{10 Ref} They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And don't hesitate to spit in my face.

^{11 Ref} For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; And they have thrown off restraint before me.

^{12 Ref} On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.