I have become the derision of all my people, their mocking song all the day.
For there, those who carried us away captive required of us songs, and our plunderers, mirth, saying, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
You make us a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and a derision to those around us.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those who are around us.
O Lord, You have deceived me and I was deceived; You are stronger than I and have prevailed. I am held in derision daily; everyone mocks me.
For was not Israel a derision to you? Or was he caught among thieves? For each time you speak of him, you shake your head in scorn.
Behold their sitting down and their rising up; I am their mocking song.