He called down a famine upon the earth; he cut off all the food supply.

For he shattered the bronze gates, and hacked through the iron bars.

Through patience a ruler can be persuaded, and a soft tongue can break a bone.

The one who stiffens his neck after numerous rebukes will suddenly be destroyed without remedy.

Many will stumble over the stone and the rock, and will fall and be seriously injured, and will be ensnared and captured.”

The ruined town is shattered; all of the houses are shut up tight.

My heart is crushed because my dear people are being crushed. I go about crying and grieving. I am overwhelmed with dismay.

Moab’s might will be crushed. Its power will be broken. I, the Lord, affirm it!

Your altars will be ruined and your incense altars will be broken. I will throw down your slain in front of your idols.

“But as for you, in the midst of the uncircumcised you will be broken, and you will lie with those killed by the sword.

Armies will be suddenly swept away in defeat before him; both they and a covenant leader will be destroyed.

Rather you must destroy their altars, smash their images, and cut down their Asherah poles.

A clay vessel which the man with the discharge touches must be broken, and any wooden utensil must be rinsed in water.

I will break your strong pride and make your sky like iron and your land like bronze.

I grabbed the two tablets, threw them down, and shattered them before your very eyes.

He smashed the sacred pillars to bits, cut down the Asherah pole, and filled those shrines with human bones.

He removed the pagan altars and the high places, smashed the sacred pillars, and cut down the Asherah poles.

The womb forgets him, the worm feasts on him, no longer will he be remembered. Like a tree, wickedness will be broken down.

The Lord is near the brokenhearted; he delivers those who are discouraged.

Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.