27. Wasn’t Israel the butt of your jokes?Didn’t you shake your headas if they were thievescaught in the act?
28. Leave your towns, head for the cliffs,you people of Moab.Hide like a dovethat nests in the mouth of a cave.
29. We have heard of Moab’s pride:arrogant, puffed up, exalted,high and mighty, boastful!
30. I myself know about its arrogance,declares the Lord, the idle talk, the empty deeds.
31. But I’ll still wail for Moab;I’ll cry out for all Moab;I’ll sob for the people of Kir-heres.
32. I’ll weep for you, vine of Sibmah,more than I would for Jazer.Though your branches extended to the seaand reached the coast of Jazer,now the destroyer has cometo harvest your grapes and summer fruits.