13:6 Wail, for the Lord’s day of judgment is near;
it comes with all the destructive power of the sovereign judge.
15:3 In their streets they wear sackcloth;
on their roofs and in their town squares
all of them wail,
they fall down weeping.
16:7 So Moab wails over its demise –
they all wail!
Completely devastated, they moan
about what has happened to the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.