2.Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
4.Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
5.They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)
7.Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
9.And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
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 helper.
14.They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
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 ashes.
20.I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
23.For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
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 prevented me.
28.I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
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.