1 Sentença contra Moabe. Certamente, numa noite foi assolada Ar de Moabe e ela está destruída; certamente, numa noite foi assolada Quir de Moabe e ela está destruída. 2 Sobe-se ao templo e a Dibom, aos altos, para chorar; nos montes Nebo e Medeba, lamenta Moabe; todas as cabeças se tornam calvas, e toda barba é rapada. 3 Cingem-se de panos de saco nas suas ruas; nos seus terraços e nas suas praças, andam todos uivando e choram abundantemente. 4 Tanto Hesbom como Eleale andam gritando; até Jaza se ouve a sua voz; por isso, os armados de Moabe clamam; a sua alma treme dentro dele.

5 O meu coração clama por causa de Moabe, cujos fugitivos vão até Zoar, novilha de três anos; vão chorando pela subida de Luíte e no caminho de Horonaim levantam grito de desespero; 6 porque as águas de Ninrim desaparecem; seca-se o pasto, acaba-se a erva, e já não há verdura alguma, 7 pelo que o que pouparam, o que ganharam e depositaram eles mesmos levam para além das torrentes dos salgueiros; 8 porque o pranto rodeia os limites de Moabe; até Eglaim chega o seu clamor, e ainda até Beer-Elim, o seu lamento; 9 porque as águas de Dimom estão cheias de sangue; pois ainda acrescentarei a Dimom: leões contra aqueles que escaparem de Moabe e contra os restantes da terra.

1 The burden of Moab.

For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nought; for in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nought. 2 They are gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep: Moab waileth over Nebo, and over Medeba; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is cut off. 3 In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one waileth, weeping abundantly. 4 And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz: therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul trembleth within him. 5 My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles flee unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction. 6 For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing. 7 Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away over the brook of the willows. 8 For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the wailing thereof unto Eglaim, and the wailing thereof unto Beer-elim. 9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon them of Moab that escape, and upon the remnant of the land.

1 A prophecy against Moab: Ar in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night! Kir in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night!

2 Dibon goes up to its temple, to its high places to weep; Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba. Every head is shaved and every beard cut off.

3 In the streets they wear sackcloth; on the roofs and in the public squares they all wail, prostrate with weeping.

4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out, their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out, and their hearts are faint.

5 My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath Shelishiyah. They go up the hill to Luhith, weeping as they go; on the road to Horonaim they lament their destruction.

6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone and nothing green is left.

7 So the wealth they have acquired and stored up they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.

8 Their outcry echoes along the border of Moab; their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim, their lamentation as far as Beer Elim.

9 The waters of Dimon "are full of blood, but I will bring still more upon Dimon "— a lion upon the fugitives of Moab and upon those who remain in the land.