9. Therefore I will bewail the vine of Sibmah,With the weeping of Jazer;I will drench you with my tears,O Heshbon and Elealeh;For battle cries have fallenOver your summer fruits and your harvest.
10. Gladness is taken away,And joy from the plentiful field;In the vineyards there will be no singing,Nor will there be shouting;No treaders will tread out wine in the presses;I have made their shouting cease.
11. Therefore my heart shall resound like a harp for Moab,And my inner being for Kir Heres.