All my enemies, and especially my neighbors, treat me with contempt. Those who know me are afraid of me; when they see me in the street, they run away.

I hear many enemies whispering; terror is all around me. They are making plans against me, plotting to kill me.

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.

My devotion to your Temple burns in me like a fire; the insults which are hurled at you fall on me.

I dress myself in clothes of mourning, and they laugh at me.

For Christ did not please himself. Instead, as the scripture says, "The insults which are hurled at you have fallen on me."

Let us keep our eyes fixed on Jesus, on whom our faith depends from beginning to end. He did not give up because of the cross! On the contrary, because of the joy that was waiting for him, he thought nothing of the disgrace of dying on the cross, and he is now seated at the right side of God's throne.

Let us, then, go to him outside the camp and share his shame.

But I am no longer a human being; I am a worm, despised and scorned by everyone!

All who see me make fun of me; they stick out their tongues and shake their heads.

If you were in my place and I in yours, I could say everything you are saying. I could shake my head wisely and drown you with a flood of words.

the LORD had said, "The city of Jerusalem laughs at you, Sennacherib, and makes fun of you.

People passing by shook their heads and hurled insults at Jesus:

"You were going to tear down the Temple and build it back up in three days! Save yourself if you are God's Son! Come on down from the cross!"