32. I weep for you, as Jazer weeps,you vines of Sibmah.Your branches spread as far as the sea;they reached as far as Jazer.The destroyer has fallenon your ripened fruit and grapes.
33. Joy and gladness are gonefrom the orchards and fields of Moab.I have stopped the flow of wine from the presses;no one treads them with shouts of joy.Although there are shouts,they are not shouts of joy.
34. ‘The sound of their cry risesfrom Heshbon to Elealeh and Jahaz,from Zoar as far as Horonaim and Eglath Shelishiyah,for even the waters of Nimrim are dried up.
35. In Moab I will put an endto those who make offerings on the high placesand burn incense to their gods,’declares the Lord.
36. ‘So my heart laments for Moab like the music of a pipe;it laments like a pipe for the people of Kir Hareseth.The wealth they acquired is gone.
37. Every head is shavedand every beard cut off;every hand is slashedand every waist is covered with sackcloth.
38. On all the roofs in Moaband in the public squaresthere is nothing but mourning,for I have broken Moablike a jar that no one wants,’declares the Lord.
39. ‘How shattered she is! How they wail!How Moab turns her back in shame!Moab has become an object of ridicule,an object of horror to all those around her.’
40. This is what the Lord says:‘Look! An eagle is swooping down,spreading its wings over Moab.