KJ2000(i)
1 But now they that are younger than I hold me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
2 Yea, how might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom vigor has perished?
3 From want and famine they are gaunt; fleeing of late into the wilderness, desolate and waste.
4 Who pick mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their food.
5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)
6 To dwell in the clefts 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.