¹⁰ Let his children be vagabonds, and beg; And let them seek `their bread' out of their desolate places.

²⁵ I have been young, and now am old; Yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his seed begging bread.

¹² when thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee its strength; a fugitive and a wanderer shalt thou be in the earth.

¹³ And Cain said unto Jehovah, My punishment is greater than I can bear.

¹⁴ Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the ground; and from thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a wanderer in the earth; and it will come to pass, that whosoever findeth me will slay me.

²⁹ let it fall upon the head of Joab, and upon all his father's house; and let there not fail from the house of Joab one that hath an issue, or that is a leper, or that leaneth on a staff, or that falleth by the sword, or that lacketh bread.

²⁷ The leprosy therefore of Naaman shall cleave unto thee, and unto thy seed for ever. And he went out from his presence a leper `as white' as snow.

⁸ They are wet with the showers of the mountains, And embrace the rock for want of a shelter.

⁹ There are that pluck the fatherless from the breast, And take a pledge of the poor;

¹⁰ `So that' they go about naked without clothing, And being hungry they carry the sheaves.

¹¹ They make oil within the walls of these men; They tread `their' winepresses, and suffer thirst.

¹² From out of the populous city men groan, And the soul of the wounded crieth out: Yet God regardeth not the folly.

³ They are gaunt with want and famine; They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.

⁴ They pluck salt-wort by the bushes; And the roots of the broom are their food.

⁵ They are driven forth from the midst `of men'; They cry after them as after a thief;

⁶ So that they dwell in frightful valleys, In holes of the earth and of the rocks.

⁷ Among the bushes they bray; Under the nettles they are gathered together.

⁸ `They are' children of fools, yea, children of base men; They were scourged out of the land.

⁹ And now I am become their song, Yea, I am a byword unto them.

¹⁵ They shall wander up and down for food, And tarry all night if they be not satisfied.

² For it shall be that, as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so shall the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.