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
5. They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as
after a thief;) 6. To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves
of the earth, and in the rocks.
7. Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were
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
11. Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also
let loose the bridle before me.
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
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 me.
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
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 me.
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
28. I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the
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.