Let his children continually be vagabonds, and beg; Let them seek their bread also from their desolate places.
I have been young, and now am old; Yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, Nor his descendants begging bread.
For it shall be as a wandering bird thrown out of the nest; So shall be the daughters of Moab at the fords of the Arnon.
They wander up and down for food, And howl if they are not satisfied.
Therefore the leprosy of Naaman shall cling to you and your descendants forever.” And he went out from his presence leprous, as white as snow.
Let it rest on the head of Joab and on all his father’s house; and let there never fail to be in the house of Joab one who has a discharge or is a leper, who leans on a staff or falls by the sword, or who lacks bread.”
His sons are far from safety, They are crushed in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.