35. I will get rid of anyonewho burns incenseto the gods of Moabor offers sacrificesat their shrines.I, the Lord, have spoken.
36. In my heart I moan for Moab,like a funeral songplayed on a flute.I mourn for the peopleof the town of Kir-Heres,because their wealth is gone.
37-38. The people of Moabmourn on the rooftopsand in the streets.Men cut off their beards,people shave their heads;they make cuts on their handsand wear sackcloth.And it's all because I, the Lord,have shattered Moab like a jarthat no one wants.
39. Moab lies broken!Listen to its people cryas they turn away in shame.Other nations are horrifiedat what happened,but still they laugh.
40. Moab, an enemy swoops downlike an eagle spreading its wingsover your land.
41. Your cities and fortresseswill be captured,and your warriorsgripped by fear.