But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people. All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads: “He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”

All day long my enemies taunt me; they ridicule me and curse me.

The memory of him perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the land.

he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who had seen him will ask, ‘Where is he?’

The memory of the righteous is a blessing, but the name of the wicked will rot.