3I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail, looking for my God.
4Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn`t take away.
5God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren`t hidden from you.
6Don`t let those who wait for you be put to shame through me, Lord Yahweh of Hosts. Don`t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.
7Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
8I have become a stranger to my brothers, An alien to my mother`s children.
9For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
