1An oracle concerning Moab. Because Ar of Moab is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone; because Kir of Moab is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone.2He has gone up to the temple,* and to Dibon, to the high places* to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. On every head is baldness; every beard is shorn;3in the streets they wear sackcloth; on the housetops and in the squares everyone wails and melts in tears.4Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voice is heard as far as Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul trembles.5My heart cries out for Moab; her 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 vegetation fails, the greenery is no more.7Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Brook of the Willows.8For a cry has gone around the land of Moab; her wailing reaches to Eglaim; her wailing reaches to Beer-elim.9For the waters of Dibon* are full of blood; for I will bring upon Dibon even more, a lion for those of Moab who escape, for the remnant of the land.
New International Reader’s Version
A prophecy against Moab
1Here is a prophecy against Moab that the LORD gave me. The city of Ar in Moab is destroyed. It happened in a single night. Kir in Moab is also destroyed. It happened in a single night.2The people of Dibon go up to their temple to worship. They go to their high places to weep. The people of Moab cry over the cities of Nebo and Medeba. All their heads are shaved. All their beards have been cut off.3In the streets they wear the rough clothing people wear when they’re sad. On their roofs and in the market places all of them are crying. They fall down flat with their faces towards the ground. And they weep.4The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out. Their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz. So the fighting men of Moab cry out. Their hearts are weak.5My heart cries out over Moab. Some who run away get as far as Zoar. Others run all the way to Eglath Shelishiyah. Others go up the hill to Luhith. They are weeping as they go. Still others travel the road to Horonaim. They sing a song of sadness because their town is being destroyed.6The waters at Nimrim are dried up. And so is the grass. The plants have died. Nothing green is left.7The people are trying to escape through the Valley of the Poplar Trees. They are carrying with them the wealth they have collected and stored up.8Their loud cries echo along the border of Moab. They reach as far as Eglaim. Their songs of sadness reach all the way to Beer Elim.9The waters of the city of Dimon are full of blood. But the LORD will bring even more trouble on Dimon. He will bring lions against those who run away from Moab. They will also attack those who remain in the land.
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