1 Send lambs to the ruler of the land from Sela in the desert to the mountain of the Daughter of Zion.
2 For like fluttering birds, scattered from a nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the fords of Arnon.
3 ‘Give counsel, execute justice. Cast your shadow like night at noonday. Hide the refugees, do not betray the fugitive.
4 Let My refugees stay with you. Be for Moab a hiding place from the face of the destroyer. For the extortion is at an end, devastation ceases, oppressors are gone from the land.