1
But
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.
2
Yea,
whereto
[might]
the
strength
of
their
hands
[profit]
me,
in
whom
old
age
was
perished?
3
For
want
and
famine
[they
were]
solitary;
fleeing
into
the
wilderness
in
former
time
desolate
and
waste.
4
Who
cut
up
mallows
by
the
bushes,
and
juniper
roots
[for]
their
meat.
5
They
were
driven
forth
from
among
[men],
(they
cried
after
them
as
[after]
a
thief;)
6
To
dwell
in
the
clifts
of
the
valleys,
[in]
caves
of
the
earth,
and
[in]
the
rocks.
7
Among
the
bushes
they
brayed;
under
the
nettles
they
were
gathered
together.
8
[They
were]
children
of
fools,
yea,
children
of
base
men:
they
were
viler
than
the
earth.
9
And
now
am
I
their
song,
yea,
I
am
their
byword.
10
They
abhor
me,
they
flee
far
from
me,
and
spare
not
to
spit
in
my
face.
11
Because
he
hath
loosed
my
cord,
and
afflicted
me,
they
have
also
let
loose
the
bridle
before
12
Upon
[my]
right
[hand]
rise
the
youth;
they
push
away
my
feet,
and
they
raise
up
against
me
the
ways
of
their
destruction.
13
They
mar
my
path,
they
set
forward
my
calamity,
they
have
no
helper.
14
They
came
[upon
me]
as
a
wide
breaking
in
[of
waters]:
in
the
desolation
they
rolled
themselves
[upon
me].
15
Terrors
are
turned
upon
me:
they
pursue
my
soul
as
the
wind:
and
my
welfare
passeth
away
as
a
cloud.
16
And
now
my
soul
is
poured
out
upon
me;
the
days
of
affliction
have
taken
hold
upon
17
My
bones
are
pierced
in
me
in
the
night
season:
and
my
sinews
take
no
rest.
18
By
the
great
force
[of
my
disease]
is
my
garment
changed:
it
bindeth
me
about
as
the
collar
of
my
coat.
19
He
hath
cast
me
into
the
mire,
and
I
am
become
like
dust
and
ashes.
20
I
cry
unto
thee,
and
thou
dost
not
hear
me:
I
stand
up,
and
thou
regardest
me
[not].
21
Thou
art
become
cruel
to
me:
with
thy
strong
hand
thou
opposest
thyself
against
22
Thou
liftest
me
up
to
the
wind;
thou
causest
me
to
ride
[upon
it],
and
dissolvest
my
substance.
23
For
I
know
[that]
thou
wilt
bring
me
[to]
death,
and
[to]
the
house
appointed
for
all
living.
24
Howbeit
he
will
not
stretch
out
[his]
hand
to
the
grave,
though
they
cry
in
his
destruction.
25
Did
not
I
weep
for
him
that
was
in
trouble?
was
[not]
my
soul
grieved
for
the
poor?
26
When
I
looked
for
good,
then
evil
came
[unto
me]:
and
when
I
waited
for
light,
there
came
darkness.
27
My
bowels
boiled,
and
rested
not:
the
days
of
affliction
prevented
28
I
went
mourning
without
the
sun:
I
stood
up,
[and]
I
cried
in
the
congregation.
29
I
am
a
brother
to
dragons,
and
a
companion
to
owls.
30
My
skin
is
black
upon
me,
and
my
bones
are
burned
with
heat.
31
My
harp
also
is
[turned]
to
mourning,
and
my
organ
into
the
voice
of
them
that
weep.