The burden of Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, {cf15i and} brought to nought; for in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, {cf15i and} brought to nought.
He is gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep: Moab howleth over Nebo, and over Medeba: on all their heads is baldness, every beard is cut off.
My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles {cf15i flee} unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood: for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.