Yea, whereto [might] the strength of their hands [profit] me, in whom old age was perished?
For want and famine [they were] solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots [for] their meat.
They were driven forth from among [men], (they cried after them as [after] a thief;)
To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, [in] caves of the earth, and [in] the rocks.
Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
[They were] children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.