1. But now the younger in time scorn me, whose fathers I would not have set with the dogs of my flock:
2. The strength of whose hands was to me as nothing, and they were thought unworthy of life itself.
3. Barren with want and hunger, who gnawed in the wilderness, disfigured with calamity and misery.
4. And they ate grass, and barks of trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
5. Who snatched up these things out of the valleys, and when they had found any of them, they ran to them with a cry.