You will break them with an iron scepter; you will smash them like a potter’s jar!’”

I am forgotten, like a dead man no one thinks about; I am regarded as worthless, like a broken jar.

Bring out your belongings packed for exile during the day while they are watching. And go out at evening, while they are watching, as if for exile.

Israel will be swallowed up among the nations; they will be like a worthless piece of pottery.

Wail and cry out in anguish, you rulers! Roll in the dust, you who shepherd flocks of people! The time for you to be slaughtered has come. You will lie scattered and fallen like broken pieces of fine pottery.

On all the housetops in Moab and in all its public squares there will be nothing but mourning. For I will break Moab like an unwanted jar. I, the Lord, affirm it!

So I did just as I was commanded. I carried out my belongings packed for exile during the day, and at evening I dug myself a hole through the wall with my hands. I went out in the darkness, carrying my baggage on my shoulder while they watched.