30 “But now they ilaugh at me,
men who are jyounger than I,
whose fathers I would have disdained
to set with the dogs of my flock.
8 A senseless, a nameless brood,
they have been whipped out of the land.
12 On my xright hand the rabble rise;
they push away my feet;
they ycast up against me their ways of destruction.