I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.
For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: *Sing us one of the songs of Tziyon!*
You make us a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and a derision to those who are around us.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and derision to those who are around us.
LORD, you have persuaded me, and I was persuaded; you are stronger than I, and have prevailed: I am become a laughing-stock all the day, every one mocks me.
For wasn't Yisra'el a derision to you? was he found among thieves? for as often as you speak of him, you wag the head.
See you their sitting down, and their rising up; I am their song.