The oracle on Moab: Because, in a night, was laid waste Ar of Moab - destroyed! Because, in a night, was laid waste Kir of Moab - destroyed,

Therefore shall, Moab, howl for, Moab, All that belong to her, shall wail, - For the ruins of Kir-hareseth, shall they moan out Utterly stricken!

For this cause, mine inward parts - for Moab, like a lyre, shall make a plaintive sound, - Yea what is within me, for Kir-heres.

Yea, Elam, beareth the quiver, With trams of men, and horsemen, - And, Kir, hath uncovered the shield.

Over the soil of my people, thorns and briars shall grow, - Yea over all houses of joy, thou city exultant!

Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors - they fall, they fall;

But, they who wait for Yahweh, shall renew their strength, They shall mount on strong pinion like eagles, - They shall run and not grew weary, They shall walk and not faint.

When one was cutting him down cedars, Then took he a holm-tree and an oak, And secured them for himself, among the trees of the forest, - He planted a fir-tree and the pouring rain made it grow;

Even unto old age, I, am, the same, And unto grey hairs, I, will bear the burden, - I have made and, I, will carry, Yea, I, will bear the burden and will deliver,

Then, shall break forth, as the dawn, thy light, And thy new flesh shall speedily grow, - Then shall go before thee, thy righteousness, the glory of Yahweh shall bring up thy rear:

Hear the word of Yahweh, ye who care anxiously for his word: Said your brethren Who hated you. Who thrust you out for my Names sake, Yahweh be glorified! Therefore shall he appear to your rejoicing, But, they, shall turn pale.