1 Concerning Moab. Thus says the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel,
“Woe to Nebo, for it has been destroyed;
Kiriathaim has been put to shame, it has been captured;
The lofty stronghold has been put to shame and shattered.
In Heshbon they have devised calamity against her:
Come and let us cut her off from being a nation!’
You too, Madmen, will be silenced;
The sword will follow after you.
Devastation and great destruction!’
Her little ones have sounded out a cry of distress.
They will ascend with continual weeping;
For at the descent of Horonaim
They have heard the anguished cry of destruction.
That you may be like a juniper in the wilderness.
Even you yourself will be captured;
And Chemosh will go off into exile
Together with his priests and his princes.
So that no city will escape;
The valley also will be ruined
And the plateau will be destroyed,
As the LORD has said.
For she will flee away;
And her cities will become a desolation,
Without inhabitants in them.
And cursed be the one who restrains his sword from blood.
He has also been undisturbed, like wine on its dregs,
And he has not been emptied from vessel to vessel,
Nor has he gone into exile.
Therefore he retains his flavor,
And his aroma has not changed.
And men valiant for battle’?
His choicest young men have also gone down to the slaughter,”
Declares the King, whose name is the LORD of hosts.
And his calamity has swiftly hastened.
Even all of you who know his name;
Say, How has the mighty scepter been broken,
A staff of splendor!’
And sit on the parched ground,
O daughter dwelling in Dibon,
For the destroyer of Moab has come up against you,
He has ruined your strongholds.
O inhabitant of Aroer;
Ask him who flees and her who escapes
And say, What has happened?’
Wail and cry out;
Declare by the Arnon
That Moab has been destroyed.
O inhabitants of Moab,
And be like a dove that nests
Beyond the mouth of the chasm.
Of his haughtiness, his pride, his arrogance and his self-exaltation.
“But it is futile;
His idle boasts have accomplished nothing.
Even for all Moab will I cry out;
I will moan for the men of Kir-heres.
I will weep for you, O vine of Sibmah!
Your tendrils stretched across the sea,
They reached to the sea of Jazer;
Upon your summer fruits and your grape harvest
The destroyer has fallen.
From the fruitful field, even from the land of Moab.
And I have made the wine to cease from the wine presses;
No one will tread them with shouting,
The shouting will not be shouts of joy.
“Behold, one will fly swiftly like an eagle
And spread out his wings against Moab.
And the strongholds have been seized,
So the hearts of the mighty men of Moab in that day
Will be like the heart of a woman in labor.
Because he has become arrogant toward the LORD.
O inhabitant of Moab,” declares the LORD.
Will fall into the pit,
And the one who climbs up out of the pit
Will be caught in the snare;
For I shall bring upon her, even upon Moab,
The year of their punishment,” declares the LORD.
The fugitives stand without strength;
For a fire has gone forth from Heshbon
And a flame from the midst of Sihon,
And it has devoured the forehead of Moab
And the scalps of the riotous revelers.
The people of Chemosh have perished;
For your sons have been taken away captive
And your daughters into captivity.
In the latter days,” declares the LORD.
Thus far the judgment on Moab.