¹¹ Sorglos war Moab von seiner Jugend an, und still lag es auf seinen Hefen und wurde nicht ausgeleert von Faß zu Faß, und in die Gefangenschaft ist es nie gezogen; daher ist sein Geschmack ihm geblieben und sein Geruch nicht verändert.

⁷ Darum wird Moab heulen über Moab; alles wird heulen. Um die Traubenkuchen von Kir-Hareseth werdet ihr seufzen, tief betrübt;

⁵ Is such the fast that I have chosen? the day for a man to afflict his soul? Is it to bow down his head as a rush, and to spread sackcloth and ashes under him? Will you call this a fast, and an acceptable day to Yahweh?

⁶ "Isn't this the fast that I have chosen: to release the bonds of wickedness, to undo the bands of the yoke, and to let the oppressed go free, and that you break every yoke?

⁷ Isn't it to distribute your bread to the hungry, and that you bring the poor who are cast out to your house? When you see the naked, that you cover him; and that you not hide yourself from your own flesh?