B<\/span>ut now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.<\/span><\/p>\n 2<\/sup>Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?<\/span> <\/p>\n 3<\/sup>For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.<\/span> <\/p>\n 4<\/sup>Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.<\/span> <\/p>\n 5<\/sup>They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)<\/span> <\/p>\n 6<\/sup>To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.<\/span> <\/p>\n 7<\/sup>Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.<\/span> <\/p>\n 8<\/sup>They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.<\/span> <\/p>\n 9<\/sup>And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.<\/span> <\/p>\n 10<\/sup>They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.<\/span> <\/p>\n 11<\/sup>Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 12<\/sup>Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.<\/span> <\/p>\n 13<\/sup>They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.<\/span> <\/p>\n 14<\/sup>They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 15<\/sup>Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.<\/span> <\/p>\n 16<\/sup>And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 17<\/sup>My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.<\/span> <\/p>\n 18<\/sup>By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.<\/span> <\/p>\n 19<\/sup>He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.<\/span> <\/p>\n 20<\/sup>I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.<\/span> <\/p>\n 21<\/sup>Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 22<\/sup>Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.<\/span> <\/p>\n 23<\/sup>For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.<\/span> <\/p>\n 24<\/sup>Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.<\/span> <\/p>\n 25<\/sup>Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?<\/span> <\/p>\n 26<\/sup>When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.<\/span> <\/p>\n 27<\/sup>My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.<\/span> <\/p>\n 28<\/sup>I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.<\/span> <\/p>\n 29<\/sup>I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.<\/span> <\/p>\n 30<\/sup>My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.<\/span> <\/p>\n 31<\/sup>My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.<\/span> <\/p>\n