Whether they sit or rise—see, I am the object of their taunt songs.
“And now they mock me in song; I am a byword to them.
You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from far away.
But as for me, my prayer is to you, O Lord. At an acceptable time, O God, in the abundance of your steadfast love, answer me. With your faithful help
I have become the laughingstock of all my people, the object of their taunt songs all day long.