1 “But now those who are younger than I am laugh at me.I didn’t think their fathers were fit to sit with the dogs of my flock.
2 Of what use to me was the strength of their hands?Their strength is gone.
3 Shriveled up from need and hunger,they gnaw at the dry and barren ground during the night.
4 They pick saltwort from the underbrush,and the roots of the broom plant are their food.
5 They are driven from the community.People shout at them in the same way they shout at thieves.