¹¹ When I made sackcloth my clothing,
    I became a byword to them.
¹² Those who sit in the gate talk about me.
    I am the song of the drunkards.
¹³ But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time.
    God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.