LEB(i)
1 "But now those younger than I, as far as days, laugh at me, whose fathers I rejected for setting with the dogs of my sheep and goats.
2 Moreover, ⌊what use to me is the strength of their hands⌋?* With them, vigor is destroyed.
3 Through want and through barren hunger they are gnawing in the dry region in the darkness of desolation and waste.
4 They are picking salt herbs, the leaves of bushes, and the roots of broom trees to warm themselves.
5 They were driven out from fellow people; they shout at them as at a* thief,
6 ⌊so that they dwell⌋* in holes of the ground and in the rocks.
7 They bray among the bushes; they are gathered under the nettles.
8 ⌊A senseless crowd⌋,* yes, ⌊a disreputable brood⌋,* they were cast out from the land.
9 "But now I am their mocking song, and I have become a byword for them.
10 They abhor me; they keep aloof from me, and they do not withhold spit from my face