Like a bird that wanders from its nest, so is a person who wanders from his home.

Kings leading armies run away – they run away! The lovely lady of the house divides up the loot.

He is driven from light into darkness and is banished from the world.

Madmenah flees, the residents of Gebim have hidden.

But evil people are like thorns – all of them are tossed away, for they cannot be held in the hand.

Like a dream he flies away, never again to be found, and like a vision of the night he is put to flight.

Look, I will escape to a distant place; I will stay in the wilderness. (Selah)

Their slander will bring about their demise. All who see them will shudder,

The nations run away when they hear a loud noise; the nations scatter when you spring into action!

I looked and saw that there were no more people, and that all the birds in the sky had flown away.

I was consumed by scorching heat during the day and by piercing cold at night, and I went without sleep.

he wanders about – food for vultures; he knows that the day of darkness is at hand.

At the fords of the Arnon the Moabite women are like a bird that flies about when forced from its nest.

Bring out some water for the thirsty. You who live in the land of Tema, bring some food for the fugitives.

All your leaders ran away together – they fled to a distant place; all your refugees were captured together – they were captured without a single arrow being shot.

My God will reject them, for they have not obeyed him; so they will be fugitives among the nations.

Throughout that night the king was unable to sleep, so he asked for the book containing the historical records to be brought. As the records were being read in the king’s presence,

Because of all my enemies, people disdain me; my neighbors are appalled by my suffering – those who know me are horrified by my condition; those who see me in the street run away from me.

“Bring a plan, make a decision! Provide some shade in the middle of the day! Hide the fugitives! Do not betray the one who tries to escape!

For they flee from the swords – from the drawn sword and from the battle-ready bow and from the severity of the battle.