Moab’s Pride Brought Low” — Jeremiah 48
Verse 1 — The Fall Announced
Concerning Moab — hear the cry
Nebo is shamed, Kiriathaim denied
The fortress falls, the stronghold breaks
The boast of Moab now awakes
No more the praise, no more the song
In Heshbon plots are whispered wrong
“Come,” they say, “let Moab cease”
The nation stumbles… stripped of peace
Chorus — Pride Has a Day
Pride rises high, then meets its end
The boastful heart will always bend
What stands secure in human sight
Falls fast beneath the Lord’s true might
The name once feared, the strength once loud
Now bows in dust… before the crowd
Verse 2 — Flight and Fear
Flee, run fast, abandon ground
Cry out, let the news resound
From Zoar’s slope to Horonaim
The road is filled with grief and shame
Waters fail, the land grows bare
Trust is broken everywhere
You trusted wealth, you trusted might
But none can save you in this fight
Chorus — Broken Vessels
Moab was settled, undisturbed
Like wine unpoured, never stirred
So taste remained, the scent unchanged
But now the jar is tipped… rearranged
I send the pourers — they will spill
The vessels break… by sovereign will
Bridge — God’s Grief
My heart laments for Moab still
Like flutes that mourn with aching trill
I weep for Kir-heres’ gain
The harvest lost, the fruit in pain
Joy and gladness swept away
No songs of wine, no shouts of play
The Lord has spoken — laughter ends
Yet sorrow weeps… even when He bends
Verse 3 — From Pride to Silence
You said, “I am mighty, strong, and wise”
But terror comes before your eyes
Your young men fall, your warriors flee
The king has spoken — so shall be
Every head shaved, every beard torn
Every hand cut, sackcloth worn
From house to house, the mourning cries
A shattered jar… before their eyes
Chorus — The Horn Cut Off
The horn of Moab’s strength is gone
The arm once raised is broken down
You magnified yourself with pride
Against the Lord — you would not hide
Now drink the cup you proudly poured
And wallow low… says the Lord
Verse 4 — The Mocking Turned
You mocked when Israel fell in shame
Spoke with laughter, not with pain
Now others wag their heads at you
The scorn you gave… returns full view
The terror, pit, and snare appear
For all who live in Moab’s fear
Escape one — another waits
No door unguarded… no open gates
Final Chorus — Judgment and Mercy
Moab is crushed, her pride undone
Her boasting silenced, strength outrun
Yet hear the word beyond the end
I will restore her in the end
The Lord who strikes, the Lord who heals
