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¹ "But now those who are younger than I
    make fun of me.
I would not have even let their fathers
    sit with my sheep dogs.
² What use did I have for their strength
    since they had lost their strength to work?
³ They were thin from hunger
    and wandered the dry and ruined land at night.
⁴ They gathered desert plants among the brush
    and ate the root of the broom tree.
⁵ They were forced to live away from people;
    people shouted at them as if they were thieves.
⁶ They lived in dried-up streambeds,
    in caves, and among the rocks.
⁷ They howled like animals among the bushes
    and huddled together in the brush.
⁸ They are worthless people without names
    and were forced to leave the land.

⁹ "Now they make fun of me with songs;
    my name is a joke among them.
¹⁰ They hate me and stay far away from me,
    but they do not mind spitting in my face.
¹¹ God has taken away my strength and made me suffer,
    so they attack me with all their anger.
¹² On my right side they rise up like a mob.
    They lay traps for my feet
    and prepare to attack me.
¹³ They break up my road
    and work to destroy me,
    and no one helps me.
¹⁴ They come at me as if through a hole in the wall,
    and they roll in among the ruins.
¹⁵ Great fears overwhelm me.
    They blow my honor away as if by a great wind,
    and my safety disappears like a cloud.

¹⁶ "Now my life is almost over;
    my days are full of suffering.
¹⁷ At night my bones ache;
    gnawing pains never stop.
¹⁸ In his great power God grabs hold of my clothing
    and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
¹⁹ He throws me into the mud,
    and I become like dirt and ashes.

²⁰ "I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;
    I stand up, but you just look at me.
²¹ You have turned on me without mercy;
    with your powerful hand you attacked me.
²² You snatched me up and threw me into the wind
    and tossed me about in the storm.
²³ I know you will bring me down to death,
    to the place where all living people must go.

²⁴ "Surely no one would hurt those who are ruined
    when they cry for help in their time of trouble.
²⁵ I cried for those who were in trouble;
    I have been very sad for poor people.
²⁶ But when I hoped for good, only evil came to me;
    when I looked for light, darkness came.
²⁷ I never stop being upset;
    days of suffering are ahead of me.
²⁸ I have turned black, but not by the sun.
    I stand up in public and cry for help.
²⁹ I have become a brother to wild dogs
    and a friend to ostriches.
³⁰ My skin has become black and peels off,
    as my body burns with fever.
³¹ My harp is tuned to sing a sad song,
    and my flute is tuned to moaning.