But You have rejected us and disgraced us and have not gone out with our armies. You have made us turn back from the foe, and those who hate us have gotten spoil. You have made us like sheep for slaughter and have scattered us among the nations. You have sold Your people for a trifle, demanding no high price for them. You have made us the taunt of our neighbors, the derision and scorn of those around us. You have made us a byword among the nations, a laughingstock among the peoples. All day long my disgrace is before me, and shame has covered my face at the sound of the taunter and reviler, at the sight of the enemy and the avenger.
There is a small band of men in the prison, struggling to find their way as disciples of the Kingdom in a very hostile environment. Often facing ridicule or worse, they can be burdened with the shame of failure and taunts of hypocrisy. But You are with them, You pick them up, dust them off, set their feet, and direct them back on the path that leads to You.
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