⁹ Give wings to Moab, that it may flee and get away: for its cities shall be desolate, without any to dwell in them.

¹² The vine is dried up, and the fig-tree languisheth; the pomegranate-tree, the palm-tree also, and the apple-tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.