For zeal for Your House consumed me— the insults of those who insulted You have fallen on me.
When I wept, and chastened my soul with fasting, That was to my reproach.
When I wept and humbled myself with fasting, I was jeered at and humiliated;
I wept while I fasted— even for that I was insulted.
My zeal has consumed me, because my foes forgot Your words.
But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth. I afflicted my soul with fasting, my prayer kept returning to my heart.