4. they pick saltwort and the leaves of bushes,and the roots of the broom tree for their food.
5. They are driven out from human company;they shout after them as after a thief.
6. In the gullies of the torrents they must dwell,in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
7. Among the bushes they bray;under the nettles they huddle together.
8. A senseless, a nameless brood,they have been whipped out of the land.
9. “And now I have become their song;I am a byword to them.
10. They abhor me; they keep aloof from me;they do not hesitate to spit at the sight of me.