33. Joy and gladness are gonefrom the orchards and fields of Moab.I have stopped the flow of wine from the presses;no one treads them with shouts of joy.Although there are shouts,they are not shouts of joy.
34. ‘The sound of their cry risesfrom Heshbon to Elealeh and Jahaz,from Zoar as far as Horonaim and Eglath Shelishiyah,for even the waters of Nimrim are dried up.
35. In Moab I will put an endto those who make offerings on the high placesand burn incense to their gods,’declares the Lord.
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 shavedand every beard cut off;every hand is slashedand every waist is covered with sackcloth.
38. On all the roofs in Moaband in the public squaresthere is nothing but mourning,for I have broken Moablike a jar that no one wants,’declares the Lord.