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From the garden-lands of Moab joy and triumph have died away; all the presses I have emptied of their wine, no vintage-song, no treading the grapes as of old. (Jeremiah 48, 33)
The dirge goes up from Hesebon, from Eleale and Jasa; goes up all the way from Segor to Oronaim, like the lowing of heifer full-grown; foul run the waters of Nemrim. (Jeremiah 48, 34)
from terror flee thou, into trap fall thou; from the trap free thee, toils shall fasten thee. Such shall be my year of reckoning with the men of Moab, the Lord says. (Jeremiah 48, 44)
From the toils escaped, who turns to Hesebon for shelter? Helpless he stands; such a fire comes out from Hesebon, all Seon’s capital aflame, till cheek and head of blustering Moab are consumed. (Jeremiah 48, 45)
A time is coming, the Lord says, when Rabbath Ammon shall hear the din of fighting, and shall be thrown down in ruins; when her daughter cities shall be burnt to the ground, and Israel, so runs the divine promise, shall drive out the intruder. (Jeremiah 49, 2)
not more ruinously Sodom fell, and Gomorrha, and their neighbour cities, that lie uninhabited, far from the homes of men. (Jeremiah 49, 18)
See how lion from the fens of Jordan sallies out against yonder protected fold! Not less sudden the alarm shall be;✻ and the flock shall have a master of my own choosing. Match for me is none, there is none dare implead me, no rival shepherd may challenge a claim like mine! (Jeremiah 49, 19)
And this for Cedar, and the realms of Asor, that were destroyed by Nabuchodonosor king of Babylon. Word comes from the Lord: Up, march against Cedar, despoil we these children of the East! (Jeremiah 49, 28)
camels for your plunder, herds a many for your prey! Scattered they shall be to all the winds, the folk that clip their foreheads bare, and from every corner of their lands death shall threaten them, the Lord says. (Jeremiah 49, 32)
Asor shall be a lair for serpents, a land for ever desolate; uninhabited it shall lie, far from the homes of men. (Jeremiah 49, 33)
A message from the Lord of hosts! I mean to break the bows of yonder Aelamites, wherein lies all their strength. (Jeremiah 49, 35)
Upon Aelam I will bid the winds blow from the four corners of heaven, and before each scatter them like chaff, till nation is none that has not seen their fugitives. (Jeremiah 49, 36)
