⁵ My enemies speak evil against me: "When will he die, and his name perish?"

¹⁷ His memory shall perish from the earth. He shall have no name in the street.

⁷ Yet he shall perish forever like his own dung, Those who have seen him shall say, 'Where is he?'

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,

⁸ "He trusts in Yahweh; Let him deliver him; Let him rescue him, since he delights in him."

¹² They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all day long.

⁸ My enemies reproach me all day. Those who are mad at me use my name as a curse.

⁷ The memory of the righteous is blessed, But the name of the wicked will rot.