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10 
When I wept and humbled myself with fasting,
It became my reproach.
11 
When I made sackcloth my clothing [as one in mourning],
I became a byword [a mere object of scorn] to them.
12 
They who sit in the [city’s] gate talk about me and mock me,
And I am the song of the drunkards.

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10 When I weep and fast,(A)
    I must endure scorn;
11 when I put on sackcloth,(B)
    people make sport of me.
12 Those who sit at the gate(C) mock me,
    and I am the song of the drunkards.(D)

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