What could I gain from the strength of their hands? All their vigor is gone.
“But now they make sport of me, those who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
Through want and hard hunger they gnaw the dry and desolate ground,
Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, “I have no pleasure in them”;