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Because for thy sake I have borne reproach;
shame hath covered my face.
I am become a stranger unto my brethren,
and an alien unto my mother’s children.
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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