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37 For every head is shaved, and every beard is cut short;
    every hand is cut, and every waist is wrapped in sackcloth.

38 Eternal One: On every rooftop in Moab and on every street corner,
        there is nothing but mourning
    Because I have smashed Moab like a jar that no one wants.

39 How broken he is! How the people wail!
    How the once-proud Moab turns away in shame!
See how Moab has become a laughingstock
    and a horror to all his neighbors.

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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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