The burden of Moab. For in the night the city of Moab was destroyed, perishing; for in the night the wall of Moab was destroyed, perishing.

He went up to the house and to Dibon, the heights, to weep: over Nebo and Medeba shall Moab wail: upon all their heads baldness; every beard cut off.

For this the abundance made and their wealth upon the torrent of the Arabians shall they lift them up.

My heart shall cry out for Moab; passing through even to Zoar, a heifer of three years: for going up to Luhith with weeping shall they go up into it: for the way of Horonaim they shall rouse up a cry of breaking.

And Heshbon shall cry and Elealah; even to Jahaz their voice was heard: for this the loins of Moab shall make a loud noise his soul shall be evil to him.

For the waters of Dimon were filled with blood: I will put additions upon Dimon, to the escaping of Moab, lions, and to the rest of the land.

And in their places without they girded themselves with sackcloth: upon her roofs and in her streets every one shall wail, going down into weeping.

For the cry surrounded the bound of Moab, its wailing even to Eglaim, and its wailing to the well of Elim.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolation; for the grass dried up, the herbage failed; there was no green.