Geneva(i)
1 Bvt now they that are yonger then I, mocke me: yea, they whose fathers I haue refused to set with the dogges of my flockes.
2 For whereto shoulde the strength of their handes haue serued mee, seeing age perished in them?
3 For pouertie and famine they were solitary, fleeing into the wildernes, which is darke, desolate and waste.
4 They cut vp nettels by the bushes, and the iuniper rootes was their meate.
5 They were chased forth from among men: they shouted at them, as at a theefe.
6 Therfore they dwelt in the clefts of riuers, in the holes of the earth and rockes.
7 They roared among the bushes, and vnder the thistles they gathered themselues.
8 They were the children of fooles and the children of villaines, which were more vile then the earth.
9 And now am I their song, and I am their talke.
10 They abhorre me, and flee farre from mee, and spare not to spit in my face.
11 Because that God hath loosed my corde and humbled mee, they haue loosed the bridle before me.
12 The youth rise vp at my right hand: they haue pusht my feete, and haue trode on me as on the paths of their destruction.