6 So that they dwell in frightful valleys, And in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7 Among the bushes they bray; And under the nettles they are gathered together.
8 They are children of fools, yes, children of base men. They were flogged out of the land.
9 "Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
10 They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And don`t hesitate to spit in my face.
11 For he has loosed his cord, and afflicted me; And they have thrown off restraint before me.
12 On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.
