For I have borne reproach for thee, my face is hid with shame.
Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; Shame hath covered my face.
Because for Your sake I have borne taunt and reproach; confusion and shame have covered my face.
I am insulted because of you. Shame covers my face.
Before me my confusion continually abides; And of my bashful countenance the shame me ever hides:
Yea, for thy sake we're kill'd all day, counted as slaughter-sheep.