Surely mockery is with me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.
Will your idle talk reduce people to silence, and will no one rebuke you when you mock?
I am a laughingstock to my friends, I, who called on God and whom he answered – a righteous and blameless man is a laughingstock!
Would it turn out well if he would examine you? Or as one deceives a man would you deceive him?
My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
He has made me a byword to people, I am the one in whose face they spit.
Bear with me and I will speak, and after I have spoken you may mock.
If you yourselves have all seen this, Why in the world do you continue this meaningless talk?
They experience his favor; their descendants inherit the land.
As for you, the one who lives in the shelter of the sovereign One, and resides in the protective shadow of the mighty king –