2 Like fleeing birds,like a scattered nest,so are the daughters of Moabat the fords of the Arnon.
3 “Give counsel;grant justice; make your shade like nightat the height of noon;shelter the outcasts;do not reveal the fugitive;
4 let the outcasts of Moabsojourn among you;be a shelter to themfrom the destroyer.When the oppressor is no more,and destruction has ceased,and he who tramples underfoot has vanished from the land,
5 then a throne will be established in steadfast love,and on it will sit in faithfulnessin the tent of Davidone who judges and seeks justiceand is swift to do righteousness.”
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab—how proud he is!— of his arrogance, his pride, and his insolence;in his idle boasting he is not right.
7 Therefore let Moab wail for Moab, let everyone wail.Mourn, utterly stricken,for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth.
8 For the fields of Heshbon languish,and the vine of Sibmah;the lords of the nationshave struck down its branches,which reached to Jazerand strayed to the desert;its shoots spread abroadand passed over the sea.