1 Send lambs as tributeto the ruler of the land,from Sela, across the desert,to the mount of Daughter Zion.
2 Like fluttering birdspushed from the nest,so are the women of Moabat the fords of the Arnon.
3 ‘Make up your mind,’ Moab says.‘Render a decision.Make your shadow like night –at high noon.Hide the fugitives,do not betray the refugees.
4 Let the Moabite fugitives stay with you;be their shelter from the destroyer.’The oppressor will come to an end,and destruction will cease;the aggressor will vanish from the land.
5 In love a throne will be established;in faithfulness a man will sit on it –one from the house of David –one who in judging seeks justiceand speeds the cause of righteousness.