36. Hence my heart wails like a flute for Moab; my heart wails like a flute for the people of Kir-heres: the wealth they accumulated has perished.
37. Every head has been shaved bald, every beard cut off; every hand gashed, and all their loins are draped in sackcloth.
38. On all the rooftops of Moab and in all its squares there is mourning. I have shattered Moab like a pot that no one wants—oracle of the Lord.
39. How terrified they are, how they wail! How Moab turns its back in shame! Moab has become a laughingstock and a horror to all its neighbors!
40. For thus says the Lord:Look there! Like an eagle he swoops,spreading his wings over Moab.
41. Cities are captured,strongholds seized:On that day the hearts of Moab’s warriorsbecome like the heart of a woman in labor.
42. Moab shall be wiped out, a people no more,because it set itself over against the Lord.
43. Terror, pit, and trap be upon you,enthroned Moab—oracle of the Lord.
44. Those fleeing the terrorfall into the pit;Those climbing out of the pitare caught in the trap;Ah, yes! I will bring these things upon Moabin the year of their punishment—oracle of the Lord.