Gladness and joy have been taken away from the fruitful land of Moab; I have stopped the wine from the wine presses; no one treads them with shouts of joy; the shouting is not the shout of joy.
Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; as far as Jahaz they utter their voice, from Zoar to Horonaim and Eglath-shelishiyah. For even the waters of Nimrim have become desolate.
And I will bring to an end in Moab, says the Lord, those who offer sacrifice at a high place and make offerings to their gods.
Therefore my heart moans for Moab like a flute, and my heart moans like a flute for the people of Kir-heres; for the riches they gained have perished.
For every head is shaved and every beard cut off; on all the hands there are gashes, and on the loins sackcloth.
On all the housetops of Moab and in the squares there is nothing but lamentation; for I have broken Moab like a vessel that no one wants, says the Lord.
How it is broken! How they wail! How Moab has turned his back in shame! So Moab has become a derision and a horror to all his neighbors.
For thus says the Lord: Look, he shall swoop down like an eagle, and spread his wings against Moab;
the towns shall be taken and the strongholds seized. The hearts of the warriors of Moab, on that day, shall be like the heart of a woman in labor.
Moab shall be destroyed as a people, because he magnified himself against the Lord.
Terror, pit, and trap are before you, O inhabitants of Moab! says the Lord.