Grieve for him, all you who are around him, and all who know his name; say, ‘How the mighty scepter is broken, the glorious staff.’
For the yoke of his burden, and the staff for his shoulder, the rod of his oppressor, you have broken as on the day of Midian.
How it is broken! How they wail! How Moab has turned his back in shame! So Moab has become a derision and a horror to all that are around him.”
For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah; the lords of the nations have struck down its branches, which reached to Jazer and strayed to the desert; its shoots spread abroad and passed over the sea.
Woe to Assyria, the rod of my anger; the staff in their hands is my fury!
The Lord sends forth from Zion your mighty scepter. Rule in the midst of your enemies!
that struck the peoples in wrath with unceasing blows, that ruled the nations in anger with unrelenting persecution.