Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.

Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.

Δεν ειναι χλευασται πλησιον μου; και δεν διανυκτερευει ο οφθαλμος μου εν ταις πικριαις αυτων;

Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?