My enemies reproach me all day long, those who are mad at me swear an oath against me.

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

My knees totter from fasting, and my flesh has become lean of fatness.

I also have become a reproach to them; when they look at me, they shake their heads.

For John the Immerser came neither eating bread nor drinking wine, and you say, He has a demon.

The Son of Man has come eating and drinking, and you say, Behold, a glutton and a wino, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.