6. We have heard of Moab’s pride –how great is her arrogance! –of her conceit, her pride and her insolence;but her boasts are empty.
7. Therefore the Moabites wail,they wail together for Moab.Lament and grievefor the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
8. The fields of Heshbon wither,the vines of Sibmah also.The rulers of the nationshave trampled down the choicest vines,which once reached Jazerand spread towards the desert.Their shoots spread outand went as far as the sea.
9. So I weep, as Jazer weeps,for the vines of Sibmah.Heshbon and Elealeh,I drench you with tears!The shouts of joy over your ripened fruitand over your harvests have been stilled.
10. Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards;no one sings or shouts in the vineyards;no one treads out wine at the presses,for I have put an end to the shouting.