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 shaved and every beard cut off; every hand is slashed and every waist is covered with sackcloth.
38. On all the roofs in Moab and in the public squares there is nothing but mourning, for I have broken Moab like 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.