1 “But now those who are younger than I have me in derision,whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
2 Of what use is the strength of their hands to me,men in whom ripe age has perished?
3 They are gaunt from lack and famine.They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
4 They pluck salt herbs by the bushes.The roots of the broom are their food.
5 They are driven out from among men.They cry after them as after a thief;
6 So that they dwell in frightful valleys,and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.