Ar was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!
    Kir was devastated in a night; Moab is ruined!
² Dibon has gone up to the temple, to the shrines to weep.^[a]
Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba.
    Every head is shaved,
    every beard cut off.
³ In its streets they wear mourning clothes;
    on its rooftops and in its plazas, everyone wails and falls down weeping.
⁴ Heshbon and Elealeh cry out;
    as far as Jahaz their voice is heard.
The armed men of Moab shout,
    spirits trembling.
⁵ My heart cries out for Moab.
    Its fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah.^[b]
At the ascent of Luhith,
    each will go up with weeping.
On the road to Horonaim,
    they will raise a piercing cry.
⁶ The waters of Nimrim are used up.
    Grass has withered;
    vegetation is dead;
    greenery is gone.
⁷ Therefore, they carry what they had stored up,
    all their provisions to the Valley of the Willows.
⁸ An outcry sounds within the borders of Moab,
    as far as Eglaim, a cry of distress,
    as far as Beer-elim, a cry of distress.
⁹ The waters of Dibon are full of blood.
    But I will bring still more upon Dibon:
        a lion for Moab’s survivors, for the remaining few in the land.