يَوْمُ مَلِكِنَا يَمْرَضُ ٱلرُّؤَسَاءُ مِنْ سَوْرَةِ ٱلْخَمْرِ. يَبْسُطُ يَدَهُ مَعَ ٱلْمُسْتَهْزِئِينَ.
In the day of our king the princes have made him sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.