For the zeal of thine house hath eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

10 When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, that was to my reproach.

11 I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them.

12 They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

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for zeal for your house consumes me,(A)
    and the insults of those who insult you fall on me.(B)
10 When I weep and fast,(C)
    I must endure scorn;
11 when I put on sackcloth,(D)
    people make sport of me.
12 Those who sit at the gate(E) mock me,
    and I am the song of the drunkards.(F)

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