Job 30

1“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.

2Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?

3They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.

4They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom are their food.

5They are driven out from the midst of men. They cry after them as after a thief;