³ Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, For we have endured much contempt.

¹¹ The Pharisee stood and prayed to himself like this: 'God, I thank you, that I am not like the rest of men, extortioners, unrighteous, adulterers, or even like this tax collector.

¹² I fast twice a week. I give tithes of all that I get.'

¹³ But the tax collector, standing far away, wouldn't even lift up his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, 'God, be merciful to me, a sinner!'

³⁵ The people stood watching. The rulers with them also scoffed at him, saying, "He saved others. Let him save himself, if this is the Christ of God, his chosen one!"

¹⁴ The Pharisees, who were lovers of money, also heard all these things, and they scoffed at him.

³ He was despised, and rejected by men; a man of suffering, and acquainted with disease: and as one from whom men hide their face he was despised; and we didn't respect him.

⁵⁰ Remember, Lord, the reproach of your servants, How I bear in my heart the taunts of all the mighty peoples,

⁵¹ With which your enemies have mocked, Yahweh, With which they have mocked the footsteps of your anointed one.

¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and don't let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Don't let the flood waters overwhelm me, Neither let the deep swallow me up. Don't let the pit shut its mouth on me.

¹⁶ Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.

¹ > Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, For my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, Until disaster has passed.

¹ > Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

² My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, For they are many who fight proudly against me.

¹³ You make us a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and a derision to those who are around us.

¹⁴ You make us a byword among the nations, A shaking of the head among the peoples.

¹⁵ All day long my dishonor is before me, And shame covers my face,

¹⁶ At the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, Because of the enemy and the avenger.

¹ > Answer me when I call, God of my righteousness. Give me relief from my distress. Have mercy on me, and hear my prayer.

² He spoke before his brothers and the army of Samaria, and said, What are these feeble Jews doing? will they fortify themselves? will they sacrifice? will they make an end in a day? will they revive the stones out of the heaps of rubbish, seeing they are burned?

³ Now Tobiah the Ammonite was by him, and he said, Even that which they are building, if a fox go up, he shall break down their stone wall.

⁴ Hear, our God; for we are despised: and turn back their reproach on their own head, and give them up for a spoil in a land of captivity;