9. Therefore I weep with Jazerfor the vines of Sibmah;I drench you with my tears,Heshbon and Elealeh;For on your summer fruits and harveststhe battle cry has fallen.
10. From the orchards are taken awayjoy and gladness,In the vineyards there is no singing,no shout of joy;In the wine presses no one treads grapes,the vintage shout is stilled.
11. Therefore for Moabmy heart moans like a lyre,my inmost being for Kir-hareseth.
12. When Moab wears himself out on the high places,and enters his sanctuary to pray,it shall avail him nothing.
13. That is the word the Lord spoke against Moab in times past.
14. But now the Lord speaks: In three years, like the years of a hired laborer, the glory of Moab shall be empty despite all its great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and weak.