Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
*But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.
They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come, and the years draw near, when you will say, *I have no pleasure in them;*