May his children wander about and beg, seeking food far from the ruins they inhabit!
I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken or his children begging for bread.
Like fleeing birds, like a scattered nest, so are the daughters of Moab at the fords of the Arnon.
They wander about for food and growl if they do not get their fill.
Therefore the leprosy of Naaman shall cling to you and to your descendants forever.” So he went out from his presence a leper, like snow.
May it fall upon the head of Joab and upon all his father’s house, and may the house of Joab never be without one who has a discharge or who is leprous or who holds a spindle or who falls by the sword or who lacks bread!”
His children are far from safety; they are crushed in the gate, and there is no one to deliver them.
If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword, and his descendants have not enough bread.