37 “Everywhere you look are signs of mourning:
    heads shaved, beards cut,
Hands scratched and bleeding,
    clothes ripped and torn.

38 “In every house in Moab there’ll be loud lamentation, on every street in Moab, loud lamentation. As with a pottery jug that no one wants, I’ll smash Moab to bits.” God’s Decree.

39 “Moab ruined!
    Moab shamed and ashamed to be seen!
Moab a cruel joke!
    The stark horror of Moab!”

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37 Every head is shaved(A)
    and every beard(B) cut off;
every hand is slashed
    and every waist is covered with sackcloth.(C)
38 On all the roofs in Moab
    and in the public squares(D)
there is nothing but mourning,
    for I have broken Moab
    like a jar(E) that no one wants,”
declares the Lord.
39 “How shattered(F) she is! How they wail!
    How Moab turns her back in shame!
Moab has become an object of ridicule,(G)
    an object of horror to all those around her.”

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