6 For the waters of Nimrim are desolate. Surely the grass is withered, the tender grass died out, There is no green thing.
7 Therefore the abundance which they have acquired and stored up They carry off over the brook of Arabim.
8 For the cry of distress has gone around the territory of Moab, Its wail goes as far as Eglaim and its wailing even to Beer-elim.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; Surely I will bring added woes upon Dimon, A lion upon the fugitives of Moab and upon the remnant of the land.