4 If only I were in the prime of my life ⌊again⌋,when God was an adviser in my tent.
5 When the Almighty was still with meand my children were around me,
6 my steps were bathed in buttermilk,and the rocks poured streams of olive oil on me.
7 When I went through the city gateand took my seat in the town square,
8 young men saw me and kept out of sight.Old men stood up straight out of respect ⌊for me⌋.
9 Princes held back ⌊their⌋ wordsand put their hands over their mouths.
10 The voices of nobles were hushed,and their tongues stuck to the roofs of their mouths.