37 Every head is shaved,every beard is cut off,every hand is slashed,and everyone wears mourning clothes.
38 On every housetop of Moaband in all its streets,there’s nothing but mourning.I have shattered Moablike a pottery vessel no one wants,declares the Lord.
39 How it’s shattered! Go wail!How Moab turns away!What shame!Moab has become the butt of every joke,horrific to all its neighbors.
40 The Lord proclaims:Look! One who soars like an eagleand spreads its wings over Moab.
41 The towns will be captured;the strongholds will be seized.On that day, the heart of every soldier from Moabwill be like that of a woman in the throes of labor.
42 Moab will be destroyed once and for allbecause it has exalted itself above the Lord.
43 Terror, traps, and trackersare upon you, people of Moab,declares the Lord.