While I am decaying like a rotten thing, Like a garment that is moth-eaten.

For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol; You will not allow Your Holy One to undergo decay.

For they will wither quickly like the grass, And decay like the green plants.

That he might live on eternally, That he might not undergo decay.

The new wine mourns, The vine decays, All the joyful-hearted sigh.

Prophecy against Edom

Concerning Edom. This is what the Lord of armies says: “Is there no longer any wisdom in Teman? Has good advice been lost by the prudent? Has their wisdom decayed?

But I will remove the northern army far from you, And I will drive it into a dry and desolate land, Its advance guard into the eastern sea, And its rear guard into the western sea. And its stench will ascend and its odor of decay will come up, Because it has done great things.”

I heard, and my inner parts trembled; At the sound, my lips quivered. Decay enters my bones, And in my place I tremble; Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress, For the people to arise who will attack us.