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