I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
You make us a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and a derision to them that are round about us.
We are become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
O LORD, you have deceived me, and I was deceived; you are stronger than I, and have prevailed: I am in derision daily, every one mocks me.
For was not Israel a derision to you? was he found among thieves? for since you spoke of him, you skipped for joy.
Behold their sitting down, and their rising up; I am their music.