Because Ar is laid waste in a night,

Moab is undone;

because Kir is laid waste in a night,

Moab is undone.*

2Daughter Dibond has gone up

to the high places to weep;

over Nebo and over Medeba

Moab wails.

Every head is shaved;

every beard is shorn;*

3in the streets they bind on sackcloth;

on the housetops and in the squares

everyone wails and melts in tears.*

4Heshbon and Elealeh cry out;

their voices are heard as far as Jahaz;

therefore the loins of Moab quiver;e

his soul trembles.

5My heart cries out for Moab;

his fugitives flee to Zoar,

to Eglath-shelishiyah.

For at the ascent of Luhith

they go up weeping;

on the road to Horonaim

they raise a cry of destruction;*

6the waters of Nimrim

are a desolation;

the grass is withered; the new growth fails;

vegetation is no more.*

7Therefore the abundance they have gained

and what they have laid up

they carry away

over the Wadi of the Willows.*

8For a cry has gone

around the land of Moab;

the wailing reaches to Eglaim;

the wailing reaches to Beer-elim.

9For the waters of Dibonf are full of blood,

yet I will bring upon Dibong even more—

a lion for those of Moab who escape,

for the remnant of the land.*