³⁸ Auf allen Dächern Moabs und auf seinen Straßen ist lauter Klage; denn ich habe Moab zerbrochen wie ein Gefäß, an dem man kein Gefallen hat, spricht Jehova.

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

¹⁰ Your mother was like a vine, in your blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

¹¹ It had strong rods for the scepters of those who bore rule, and their stature was exalted among the thick boughs, and they were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.

¹² But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.

¹³ Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.

¹⁴ Fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a scepter to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.