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1 O Lord, you are my God!1 I will exalt you in praise, I will extol your fame.2 For you have done extraordinary things,
and executed plans made long ago exactly as you decreed.3 2 Indeed,4 you have made the city5 into a heap of rubble, the fortified town into a heap of ruins;
the fortress of foreigners6 is no longer a city, it will never be rebuilt.
3 So a strong nation will extol you;
the towns of7 powerful nations will fear you. 4 For you are a protector for the poor,
a protector for the needy in their distress,
a shelter from the rainstorm,
a shade from the heat.
Though the breath of tyrants8 is like a winter rainstorm,9 5 like heat10 in a dry land, you humble the boasting foreigners.11 Just as the shadow of a cloud causes the heat to subside,12 so he causes the song of tyrants to cease.13 6 The Lord who commands armies will hold a banquet for all the nations on this mountain.14 At this banquet there will be plenty of meat and aged wine –
tender meat and choicest wine.15 7 On this mountain he will swallow up
the shroud that is over all the peoples,16 the woven covering that is over all the nations;17 8 he will swallow up death permanently.18 The sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from every face,
and remove his people’s disgrace from all the earth.
Indeed, the Lord has announced it!19 9 At that time they will say,20 “Look, here21 is our God! We waited for him and he delivered us.
Here22 is the Lord! We waited for him. Let’s rejoice and celebrate his deliverance!”
10 For the Lord’s power will make this mountain secure.23 Moab will be trampled down where it stands,24 as a heap of straw is trampled down in25 a manure pile. 11 Moab26 will spread out its hands in the middle of it,27 just as a swimmer spreads his hands to swim;
the Lord28 will bring down Moab’s29 pride as it spreads its hands.30 12 The fortified city (along with the very tops of your31 walls)32 he will knock down, he will bring it down, he will throw it down to the dusty ground.33