I was a derision; They sought after my life, They laid snares for me. To all my people; They that seek my hurt, Speak mischievous things, And their song all the day, Imagined deceits against me.
I was a derision; They sought after my life, They laid snares for me. To all my people; They that seek my hurt, Speak mischievous things, And their song all the day, Imagined deceits against me.