5 My heart cries out over Moab,whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah;they go up the slope of Luhith weeping;they raise a cry of destructionon the road to Horonaim.
6 The waters of Nimrim are desolate;the grass is withered, the foliage is gone,and the vegetation has vanished.
7 So they carry their wealth and belongingsover the Wadi of the Willows.
8 For their cry echoesthroughout the territory of Moab.Their wailing reaches Eglaim;their wailing reaches Beer-elim.
9 The waters of Dibon are full of blood, but I will bring on Dibon even more than this —a lion for those who escape from Moab,and for the survivors in the land.