Revised Standard Version
An Oracle concerning Moab
15 An oracle concerning Moab.
Because Ar is laid waste in a night
Moab is undone;
because Kir is laid waste in a night
Moab is undone.
2 The daughter of Dibon[a] has gone up
to the high places to weep;
over Nebo and over Med′eba
On every head is baldness,
every beard is shorn;
3 in the streets they gird on sackcloth;
on the housetops and in the squares
every one wails and melts in tears.
4 Heshbon and Ele-a′leh cry out,
their voice is heard as far as Jahaz;
therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud;
his soul trembles.
5 My heart cries out for Moab;
his fugitives flee to Zo′ar,
For at the ascent of Luhith
they go up weeping;
on the road to Horona′im
they raise a cry of destruction;
6 the waters of Nimrim
are a desolation;
the grass is withered, the new growth fails,
the verdure is no more.
7 Therefore the abundance they have gained
and what they have laid up
they carry away
over the Brook of the Willows.
8 For a cry has gone
round the land of Moab;
the wailing reaches to Egla′im,
the wailing reaches to Beer-e′lim.
9 For the waters of Dibon[b] are full of blood;
yet I will bring upon Dibon[c] even more,
a lion for those of Moab who escape,
for the remnant of the land.