5 Up the ascent of Luhiththey go weeping;At the descent to Horonaimthey hear cries of anguish:
6 “Flee, save your lives!Be like a wild donkey in the wilderness!”
7 Because you trusted in your works and your treasures,you also shall be captured.Chemosh shall go into exile,his priests and princes with him.
8 The destroyer comes upon every city,not a city escapes;Ruined is the valley,wasted the plateau—oracle of the Lord.
9 Set up a tombstone for Moab;it will soon become a complete wasteland,Its cities turned into ruinswhere no one dwells.
10 Cursed are they who do the Lord’s work carelessly,cursed those who keep their sword from shedding blood.
11 Moab has been resting from its youth,suspended above its dregs,Never poured from flask to flask,never driven into exile.Thus it retained its flavor,its bouquet is not lost.