27 “Moab, you made fun of Israel. Israel was caught by a gang of thieves. Every time you spoke about Israel, you shook your head and acted as if you were better than Israel.
28 People in Moab, leave your towns. Go live among the rocks; be like a dove that makes its nest at the opening of a cave.”
29 “We have heard about Moab’s pride. He was very proud. He thought he was important. He was always bragging. He was very, very proud.”
30 The Lord says, “I know Moab gets angry quickly and brags about himself, but his boasts are lies. He cannot do what he says.
31 So I cry for Moab. I cry for everyone in Moab. I cry for the men from Kir Hareseth.
32 I cry with the people of Jazer for Jazer. Sibmah, in the past your vines spread all the way to the sea. They reached as far as the town of Jazer. But the Destroyer has taken your fruit and grapes.
33 Joy and happiness are gone from the large vineyards of Moab. I stopped the flow of wine from the winepresses. There is no singing and dancing from people walking on the grapes to make wine. There are no shouts of joy.