In the day of thy birth when thou wast born, the string of thy navel was not cut off; thou wast not bathed in water to make thee clean; thou wast neither rubbed with salt, nor swaddled in clouts;

and old clouted shoes upon their feet, and old raiment upon them and all their provision of bread was dried up and hoared.

I wasted them and so clouted them, that they could not arise: but fell under my feet.

I will smite them, that they shall not be able to stand, but fall under my feet. {TYNDALE: I wasted them and so clouted them, that they could not arise: but fell under my feet.}