New International Version
29 “We have heard of Moab’s pride(A)—
how great is her arrogance!—
of her insolence, her pride, her conceit
and the haughtiness(B) of her heart.
30 I know her insolence but it is futile,”
declares the Lord,
“and her boasts(C) accomplish nothing.
31 Therefore I wail(D) over Moab,
for all Moab I cry out,
I moan for the people of Kir Hareseth.(E)
32 I weep for you, as Jazer(F) weeps,
you vines of Sibmah.(G)
Your branches spread as far as the sea[a];
they reached as far as[b] Jazer.
The destroyer has fallen
on your ripened fruit and grapes.
33 Joy and gladness are gone
from the orchards and fields of Moab.
I have stopped the flow of wine(H) from the presses;
no one treads them with shouts of joy.(I)
Although there are shouts,
they are not shouts of joy.