Catholic Public Domain Version
"And I put on a haircloth as my garment, and I became a parable to them. "
— Psalms 68:12, Catholic Public Domain Version
“Kings of armies did flee apace: and she that tarried at home divided the spoil.”
“Kings of armies flee, they flee; And she that tarrieth at home divideth the spoil. ”
“"Kings of armies flee! They flee!" She who waits at home divides the spoil,”
“Kings leading armies run away– they run away! The lovely lady of the house divides up the loot.”
“And I made haircloth my garment: and I became a byword to them.”
“Kings of armies quickly go in flight: and the women in the houses make a division of their goods.”
“Kings of armies did flee apace: and she that tarried at home divided the spoil.”
I have become a stranger to my brothers and a sojourner to the sons of my mother.
For zeal for your house has consumed me, and the reproaches of those who reproached you have fallen upon me.
And I covered my soul with fasting, and it has become a reproach to me.
And I put on a haircloth as my garment, and I became a parable to them.
Those who sat at the gate spoke against me, and those who drank wine made me their song.
But as for me, truly, my prayer is to you, O Lord. This time has pleased you well, O God. In the multitude of your mercy, in the truth of your salvation, hear me.
Rescue me from the quagmire, so that I may not become trapped. Free me from those who hate me and from deep waters.