And now people use this proverb against me; they come and spit in my face.

But when I was in trouble, they were all glad and gathered around to make fun of me; strangers beat me and kept striking me.

Like those who would mock a cripple, they glared at me with hate.

You have made us a joke among the nations; they shake their heads at us in scorn.

They talk about me in the streets, and drunkards make up songs about me.

People laugh at me all day long; I am a joke to them all.

From morning till night they make fun of me.