³ In the streets they wear sackcloth;^(A)
    on the roofs^(B) and in the public squares^(C)
they all wail,^(D)
    prostrate with weeping.^(E)

³⁶ “So my heart laments^(A) for Moab like the music of a pipe;
    it laments like a pipe for the people of Kir Hareseth.^(B)
    The wealth they acquired^(C) is gone.
³⁷ Every head is shaved^(D)
    and every beard^(E) cut off;
every hand is slashed
    and every waist is covered with sackcloth.^(F)
38 On all the roofs in Moab
    and in the public squares^(G)
there is nothing but mourning,
    for I have broken Moab
    like a jar^(H) that no one wants,”
declares the Lord.

¹⁰ The elders of Daughter Zion
    sit on the ground in silence;^(A)
they have sprinkled dust^(B) on their heads^(C)
    and put on sackcloth.^(D)
The young women of Jerusalem
    have bowed their heads to the ground.^(E)