30. I know his arrogance,” says Adonai, “but it is dishonest— his boasts really accomplish nothing.
31. Therefore I wail for Moab! Yes, I cry out for all Moab, for the men of Kir-heres I moan.
32. More than weeping of Jazer will I weep for you, vine of Sibmah! Your branches spread to the sea, reached as far as the sea of Jazer. On your summer fruits and your vintage the destroyer has fallen.
33. So joy and gladness are taken away from the fruitful field and from the land of Moab. I stopped wine from the winepresses. No one will tread with shouting— any shouting is not a shout of joy.”