Mourn for him, all you who surround him, everyone who knows his name; tell how the mighty scepter is shattered—the glorious staff!
For as in the day of Midian You have shattered the yoke of their burden, the bar across their shoulders, and the rod of
Therefore I will wail for Moab; I will cry out for all of Moab; I will moan for the men of Kir-heres.
Next I took my staff called Favor and cut it in two, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.
you will sing this song of contempt against the king of Babylon: How the oppressor has ceased, and how his fury has ende
Woe to Assyria, the rod of My anger; the staff in their hands is My wrath.
This is what the LORD of Hosts says: “Take note, and summon the wailing women; send for the most skillful among them.
It had strong branches, fit for a ruler’s scepter. It towered high above the thick branches, conspicuous for its height
For the fields of Heshbon have withered, along with the grapevines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled it
And they will say: “The fruit of your soul’s desire has departed from you; all your luxury and splendor have vanished, n
“How shattered it is! How they wail! How Moab has turned his back in shame! Moab has become an object of ridicule and ho