John Trapp on Psalms 69:12

Verſ. 12. They that ſit in the gate] Men of Authority and Dignity, who ſhould have ſhewed more grace and gravity. The Saints are ſure of enemies of all ſorts. David was traduced at publick and private meetings: ſeriis, & ludicris, ſobriis, & ebriis.

And I was the Song of the Drunkards] Heb. Of the drinkers of ſtrong drink the Ale-ſtakes made Ballads on their Ale-bench, de maeie mea & miſeria. Theſe Varlets tear and toſs my Name, as Curs do Carrion.