Upon my right hand rise the youth; They push away my feet, And they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
His troops come together, And raise up their way against me, And encamp round about my tabernacle.
And the people shall be oppressed, every one by another, and every one by his neighbour: the child shall behave himself proudly against the ancient, and the base against the honourable.
Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
They have gaped upon me with their mouth; They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; They have gathered themselves together against me.