1 The burden of Moab.

Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to silence;

Because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to silence;

2 He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, the high places, to weep:

Moab shall howl over Nebo, and over Medeba:

On all their heads shall be baldness, and every beard cut off.

3 In their streets they shall gird themselves with sackcloth:

On the tops of their houses, and in their streets,

Every one shall howl, weeping abundantly.

4 And Heshbon shall cry, and Elealeh:

Their voice shall be heard even unto Jahaz:

Therefore the armed soldiers of Moab shall cry out;

His life shall be grievous unto him.

5 My heart shall cry out for Moab;

His fugitives shall flee unto Zoar,

A heifer of three years old:

For by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up;

For in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.

6 For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate:

For the hay is withered away, the 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 to the brook of the willows.

8 For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab;

The howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beer-elim.

9 For the waters of Dimon shall be full of blood:

For I will bring more upon Dimon,

Lions upon him that escapeth of Moab,

And upon the remnant of the land.