CHAP. XXX.
BUt now they make a scorne of mee, who are les∣ser in dayes then I, whose fathers I would have dis∣dayned to set with the dogges of my sheep.
2 For what could their hands strength do me: whose aged time came to nothing.
3. In want and in famine heavie, they fled into the vnwatery land, obscure, wast and wildernes.
4 Which pluckt vp salt herbs among trees, and Iuniper rootes were their meat.
5 They were driven from company: men shouted at them as at a theif.