1 An oracle about Moab.Ar was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!Kir was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!
2 Dibon has gone up to the temple, to the shrines to weep.Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba.Every head is shaved,every beard cut off.
3 In its streets they wear mourning clothes;on its rooftops and in its plazas, everyone wails and falls down weeping.
4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out;as far as Jahaz their voice is heard.The armed men of Moab shout,spirits trembling.
5 My 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.
6 The waters of Nimrim are used up.Grass has withered;vegetation is dead;greenery is gone.