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1 A declaration about Moab.
Indeed, in one night Ar of Moab is laid waste and destroyed;
indeed, in one night Kir of Moab is laid waste and destroyed.
2 They have gone up to the temple, the people of Dibon went up to the heights to weep;
Moab laments over Nebo and over Medeba.
All their heads are shaved bare and all their beards are cut off.
3 In their streets they wear sackcloth; on their housetops
and in the square everyone wails, melting in tears.
4 Heshbon and Elealeh call out for help; their sound is heard as far as Jahaz.
So the armed men of Moab call out for help; they tremble within themselves.
5 My heart cries out for Moab; her fugitives flee to Zoar and to Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the ascent of Luhith weeping;
on the road to Horonaim they loudly wail over their destruction.
6 The waters of Nimrim are a desolation;
the grass is withered;
the vegetation has dried up;
there is no more green grass.
7 The abundance they have grown and stored
they carry away over the brook of the poplars.
8 The cry has gone around the territory of Moab;
the wailing as far as Eglaim and Beer Elim.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; but I will bring even more upon Dimon.
A lion will attack those who escape from Moab and also those remaining in the land.