When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.
When I wept and humbled myself with fasting, I was jeered at and humiliated;
I wept while I fasted— even for that I was insulted.
My zeal hath consumed me, Because mine adversaries have forgotten thy words.
But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth: I afflicted my soul with fasting; And my prayer returned into mine own bosom.