3I have been wearied with my calling, Burnt hath been my throat, Consumed have been mine eyes, waiting for my God.
4Those hating me without cause Have been more than the hairs of my head, Mighty have been my destroyers, My lying enemies, That which I took not away -- I bring back.
5O God, Thou -- Thou hast known Concerning my overturn, And my desolations from Thee have not been hid.
6Let not those waiting on Thee be ashamed because of me, O Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Let not those seeking Thee Blush because of me, O God of Israel.
7For because of Thee I have borne reproach, Shame hath covered my face.
8A stranger I have been to my brother, And a foreigner to sons of my mother.
9For zeal for Thy house hath consumed me, And the reproaches of Thy reproachers Have fallen upon me.
