10. Thou mak'st us from the enemy,faint-hearted, to turn back;And they who hate us for themselvesour spoils away do take.
11. Like sheep for meat thou gavest us;'mong heathen cast we be.
12. Thou didst for nought thy people sell;their price enrich'd not thee.
13. Thou mak'st us a reproach to beunto our neighbours near;Derision and a scorn to themthat round about us are.
14. A by-word also thou dost usamong the heathen make;The people, in contempt and spite,at us their heads do shake.
15. Before me my confusioncontinually abides;And of my bashful countenancethe shame me ever hides: