I turned back and saw under the sun that the race is not to the swift ones, and the battle not to the mighty ones, and not even bread to the wise one, and not even riches to discerning ones; and not even favor to ones knowing. For time and occurrence happen to them all.
On account of this the Lord shall not rejoice over their young men, and not have pity on their orphans and widows; for everyone is godless and an evildoer; and every mouth speaks foolishness. In all this His anger does not turn back, but His hand is still stretched out.
Moab is devastated, and her cities have gone up; and the choice of his young men have gone down to the slaughter, a statement of the King whose name is Jehovah of Hosts.
And I am full of the fury of Jehovah; I am weary with holding in. Pour it out on the child in the street and on the circle of the young men together. For even the husband with the wife shall be taken, the elder with fullness of days.