⁹ Oh, that Moab had wings
    so she could fly away,^[a]
for her towns will be left empty,
    with no one living in them.

²⁸ “You people of Moab,
    flee from your towns and live in the caves.
Hide like doves that nest
    in the clefts of the rocks.

² The women of Moab are left like homeless birds
    at the shallow crossings of the Arnon River.

¹ I trust in the Lord for protection.
So why do you say to me,
    “Fly like a bird to the mountains for safety!

¹⁹ Pack up! Get ready to leave for exile,
    you citizens of Egypt!
The city of Memphis will be destroyed,
    without a single inhabitant.

⁶ Oh, that I had wings like a dove;
    then I would fly away and rest!