He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:

With hypocritical mockers in feasts, they gnashed upon me with their teeth.

Thou makest us a byword among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the people.

They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was the song of the drunkards.

I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.

Behold their sitting down, and their rising up; I am their musick.