¹ 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. ² 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. ³ 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. ⁴ 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. ⁵ 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. ⁶ For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolation; for the grass dried up, the herbage failed; there was no green. ⁷ For this the abundance made and their wealth upon the torrent of the Arabians shall they lift them up. ⁸ For the cry surrounded the bound of Moab, its wailing even to Eglaim, and its wailing to the well of Elim. ⁹ 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.

¹ Send ye a lamb to the ruler to the land, from the rock of the desert to the mountain of the daughter of Zion. ² And it shall be as the bird fleeing, the nest cast out, the daughters of Moab shall be from the passages to Arnon.

³ Bring ye counsel, do judgment; place as the night thy shadow in the midst of noon; hide the driven out; thou shalt not betray the fugitive. ⁴ The outcast shall dwell with thee, Moab; be thou a covering to them from the face of him laying waste: for the oppressor ceased, violence was finished, the treaders-down were consumed out of the land. ⁵ And the throne was set up in mercy: and he sat upon it in truth in the tent of David, judging and seeking judgment, and hastening justice.

⁶ We heard the pride of Moab; he was greatly elated; his haughtiness and his pride and his wrath; not so his empty talk ⁷ For this shall Moab wail for Moab, every one shall wail: for the foundations of the wall of Haresheth shall ye sigh; surely they were smitten. ⁸ For the fields of Heshbon languished, the vine of Sibmah: the lords of the nations struck its vine of purple grapes, they reached even to Jazer, they wandered to the desert: her sprouts were thrust out, they passed over the sea. ⁹ For this I will weep with the weeping of Jazer the vine of Sibmah; I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon and Elealah: for upon thy fruit harvest and upon thy harvest the vintage shout fell. ¹⁰ And joy and gladness was taken away from Carmel, and in the vineyards there shall be no shout for joy, there shall be no cry with a loud voice: and he treading shall not tread out wine in the wine-vat: I caused the vintage shout to cease. ¹¹ For this my bowels shall sound as a harp for Moab, and my inner parts for the wall of Haresh. ¹² And it was when it was seen that Moab was weary upon the height, and Isaiah 16:coming to his holy place to pray and he shall not be able.

¹³ This the word which Jehovah spake to Moab from that time. ¹⁴ And now Jehovah spake, saying, In three years as the years of a hireling and the honor of Moab despised with with all the great multitude; and the remnant being small, not great