¹² I am forgotten as though I were dead;^(A)
    I have become like broken pottery.

³⁸ On all the roofs in Moab
    and in the public squares^(A)
there is nothing but mourning,
    for I have broken Moab
    like a jar^(B) that no one wants,”
declares the Lord.

⁸ Israel is swallowed up;^(A)
    now she is among the nations
    like something no one wants.^(B)