⁴³ Fear, and a snare, and a gin, `are' for thee, O inhabitant of Moab -- an affirmation of Jehovah,

¹⁷ Fear, and a snare, and a gin, `Are' on thee, O inhabitant of the land.

¹⁸ And it hath come to pass, He who is fleeing from the noise of the fear Doth fall into the snare, And he who is coming up from the midst of the snare, Is captured by the gin, For windows on high have been opened, And shaken are foundations of the land.

⁴⁷ Fear and a snare hath been for us, Desolation and destruction.

²³ I gather upon them evils, Mine arrows I consume upon them.

²⁴ Exhausted by famine, And consumed by heat, and bitter destruction. And the teeth of beasts I send upon them, With poison of fearful things of the dust.

²⁵ Without bereave doth the sword, And at the inner-chambers -- fear, Both youth and virgin, Suckling with man of grey hair.

⁶ He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind `is' the portion of their cup.