1 The burden of Moab.

For in a night, Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. 2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off. 3 In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly. 4 Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. Their souls tremble within them. 5 My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction. 6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing. 7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows. 8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim. 9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.

1 Godspraak oor Moab. Waarlik, in die nag is Ar-Moab verwoes, vernietig! Waarlik, in die nag is Kir-Moab verwoes, vernietig!

2 Hulle gaan op na die tempel, en Dibon na die hoogtes om te ween; Moab huil op Nebo en in Med,ba; op al hulle hoofde is 'n kaalte, elke baard is afgeskeer.

3 Op hul strate het hulle rouklere aangegord; op hulle dakke en op hulle pleine huil alles en smelt weg in geween.

4 Hesbon en Ele le skreeu, hulle stem word gehoor tot Jahas toe; daarom hef die gewapende manne van Moab 'n angsgeskreeu aan, sy siel sidder.

5 My hart skreeu oor Moab, sy vlugtelinge kom tot by Soar, Eglat-Selisia. Want die hoogte van Luhit beklim hulle met geween; ja, op pad na Horon im laat hulle 'n geskreeu van verwoesting weerklink;

6 want die waters van Nimrim word 'n woesteny, ja, die gras is verdor, die grasspruitjies het vergaan, daar is geen groenigheid nie.

7 Daarom gaan hulle die oorwins wat hulle gemaak het, en hulle voorraad, oor die Wilgerspruit dra.

8 Want die geskreeu gaan rond in die grondgebied van Moab, sy gehuil tot by Eglaim en sy gehuil tot by Beër-Elim.

9 Want die waters van Dimon is vol bloed; want Ek sal oor Dimon nog meer bring, 'n leeu oor die van Moab wat ontvlug het, en oor die oorblyfsel van die land.