Concerning Moab

¹An oracle about Moab.

Ar was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!

Kir was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!

²Dibon has gone up to the temple, to the shrines to weep.[#15.2 Heb uncertain]

Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba.

Every head is shaved,

every beard cut off.

³In its streets they wear mourning clothes;

on its rooftops and in its plazas, everyone wails and falls down weeping.

⁴Heshbon and Elealeh cry out;

as far as Jahaz their voice is heard.

The armed men of Moab shout,

spirits trembling.

⁵My heart cries out for Moab.

Its fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah.

At the ascent of Luhith,

each will go up with weeping.

On the road to Horonaim,

they will raise a piercing cry.

⁶The waters of Nimrim are used up.

Grass has withered;

vegetation is dead;

greenery is gone.

⁷Therefore, they carry what they had stored up,

all their provisions to the Valley of the Willows.

⁸An outcry sounds within the borders of Moab,

as far as Eglaim, a cry of distress,

as far as Beer-elim, a cry of distress.

⁹The waters of Dibon are full of blood.

But I will bring still more upon Dibon: