For the fields of Heshbon droop, the vine of Sibmah. The masters of the nations have crushed its choice plants. They have come to Jazer; they wander in the desert; her branches are spread out; they have crossed the sea.
They shall howl, saying, How it is broken down! How has Moab turned his back in shame! And Moab shall be a mockery, and a terror to all those around him.