² Like fluttering birds pushed from the nest, so are the women of Moab at the fords of the Arnon.

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

² For the daughters of Moab will be like wandering birds, like a place from which the young birds have gone in flight, at the ways across the Arnon.

² The towns and people of Moab are at a loss, New-hatched birds knocked from the nest, fluttering helplessly At the banks of the Arnon River, unable to cross: