<p class="poetry">Therefore, as surely as I live,&#8221; says the <sc>Lordsc> who commands armies, the God of Israel,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;be certain that Moab will become like Sodomp> <p class="poetry">and the Ammonites like Gomorrah.p> <p class="poetry">They will be overrun by weeds,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">filled with salt pits,<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">and permanently desolate.p> <p class="poetry">Those of my people who are left<n id="3" /> will plunder their belongings;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">those who are left in Judah<n id="5" /> will take possession of their land.&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">Therefore you must wait patiently<n id="1" /> for me,&#8221; says the <sc>Lordsc>,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;for the day when I attack and take plunder.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">I have decided<n id="3" /> to gather nations togetherp> <p class="poetry">and assemble kingdoms,p> <p class="poetry">so I can pour out my fury on them &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">all my raging anger.p> <p class="poetry">For<n id="4" /> the whole earth will be consumedp> <p class="poetry">by my fiery anger.p>