For a short time your special nation possessed a land, but then our adversaries knocked down your holy sanctuary.

He will become a sanctuary, but a stone that makes a person trip, and a rock that makes one stumble – to the two houses of Israel. He will become a trap and a snare to the residents of Jerusalem.

When the Moabites plead with all their might at their high places, and enter their temples to pray, their prayers will be ineffective!

The splendor of Lebanon will come to you, its evergreens, firs, and cypresses together, to beautify my palace; I will bestow honor on my throne room.