Coverdale(i)
1 Bvt now they that are my inferiours & yonger then I, haue me in derision: yee eue they, whose fathers I wolde haue thought scorne to haue set wt the dogges of my catell.
2 The power & stregth of their hades might do me no good, & as for their age, it is spet & past awaye without eny profit.
3 For very misery & honger, they wente aboute in the wildernesse like wretches & beggers,
4 pluckynge vp herbes from amonge the bu?shes, & the Iunipers rote was their meate.
5 And when they were dryuen forth, men cried after them, as it had bene after a thefe.
6 Their dwellinge was beside foule brokes, yee in the caues & dennes of the earth.
7 Vpo the drye heeth wete they aboute crienge, & in the brome hilles they gathered them together.