²⁵ I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.

⁶ But I am a worm, and no man; A reproach of men, and despised by the people.

⁷ All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,

³ For even Christ didn't please himself. But, as it is written, "The reproaches of those who reproached you fell on me."

¹⁹ You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.

²⁰ Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; For comforters, but I found none.

¹³ Let us therefore go forth to him outside of the camp, bearing his reproach.

² looking to Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

²⁹ Those who passed by blasphemed him, wagging their heads, and saying, "Ha! You who destroy the temple, and build it in three days,

³⁹ Those who passed by blasphemed him, wagging their heads,

⁴⁰ and saying, "You who destroy the temple, and build it in three days, save yourself! If you are the Son of God, come down from the cross!"

²² this is the word which Yahweh has spoken concerning him: The virgin daughter of Zion has despised you and ridiculed you; the daughter of Jerusalem has shaken her head at you.

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.

¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.

¹⁵ But in my adversity, they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together. The attackers gathered themselves together against me, and I didn't know it. They tore at me, and didn't cease.

¹⁶ Like the profane mockers in feasts, They gnashed their teeth at me.

¹¹ Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, A fear to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.

¹² I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.

¹³ For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, While they conspire together against me, They plot to take away my life.

⁴ I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul's place, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.