Terror, pit, and trap are before you, O inhabitants of Moab! says the Lord.
On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and sulfur; a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
I am going to bring terror upon you, says the Lord God of hosts, from all your neighbors, and you will be scattered, each headlong, with no one to gather the fugitives.
I set a snare for you, and you were caught, O Babylon, but you did not know it; you were discovered and seized because you challenged the Lord.
panic and pitfall have come upon us, devastation and destruction.