Now I am mocked by their songs; I have become an object of scorn to them.
And now am I their song, Yea, I am their byword.
And now I have become their song; yes, I am a byword to them.
And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.
And now I’m their song; I’m their cliché!
Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.
Now I am turned into their song, and am become their byword.
I am a laughing-stock to my friends, by calling on God, who answers me. The righteous and blameless man is a laughing-stock.
He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at. ,
Foolish men, without even a name. They were forced to leave the land.
You deceived me, Lord, and I was deceived. You seized me and prevailed. I am a laughing-stock all the time; everyone ridicules me.
I am a laughing-stock to all my people, mocked by their songs all day long.
‘All our enemies open their mouths against us.
When they sit and when they rise, look, I am mocked by their songs.