1 A prophecy against Moab:
Ar in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
Kir in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
to its high places to weep;
Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba.
Every head is shaved
and every beard cut off.
on the roofs and in the public squares
they all wail,
prostrate with weeping.
their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz.
Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out,
and their hearts are faint.
her fugitives flee as far as Zoar,
as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim
they lament their destruction.
and the grass is withered;
the vegetation is gone
and nothing green is left.
they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.
their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim,
their lamentation as far as Beer Elim.
but I will bring still more upon Dimonb —
a lion upon the fugitives of Moab
and upon those who remain in the land.