¹⁰ And wander continually do his sons, Yea, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.

²⁵ Young I have been, I have also become old, And I have not seen the righteous forsaken, And his seed seeking bread.

¹² when thou tillest the ground, it doth not add to give its strength to thee -- a wanderer, even a trembling one, thou art in the earth.'

¹³ And Cain saith unto Jehovah, `Greater is my punishment than to be borne;

¹⁴ lo, Thou hast driven me to-day from off the face of the ground, and from Thy face I am hid; and I have been a wanderer, even a trembling one, in the earth, and it hath been -- every one finding me doth slay me.'

²⁹ it doth stay on the head of Joab, and on all the house of his father, and there is not cut off from the house of Joab one having an issue, and leprous, and laying hold on a staff, and falling by a sword, and lacking bread.'

²⁷ yea, the leprosy of Naaman doth cleave to thee, and to thy seed, -- to the age;' and he goeth out from before him -- leprous as snow.

⁸ From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock.

⁹ They take violently away From the breast the orphan, And on the poor they lay a pledge.

¹⁰ Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf.

¹¹ Between their walls they make oil, Wine-presses they have trodden, and thirst.

¹² Because of enmity men do groan, And the soul of pierced ones doth cry, And God doth not give praise.

³ With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,

⁴ Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots `is' their food.

⁵ From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),

⁶ In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.

⁷ Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.

⁸ Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.

⁹ And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.

¹⁵ They -- they wander for food, If they are not satisfied -- then they murmur.

² And it hath come to pass, As a wandering bird, a nest cast out, Are daughters of Moab, `at' fords of Arnon.