1	The burden of Moab. Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste, brought to silence; because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste, brought to silence;
			2	He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, the high places, to weep: Moab shall howl over Nebo, and over Medeba: on all their heads baldness, every beard cut off.
			3	In their streets they shall gird themselves with sackcloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their streets, every one shall howl, weeping abundantly.
			4	And Heshbon shall cry, and Elealeh: their voice shall be heard unto Jahaz: therefore the armed soldiers of Moab shall cry out; his life shall be grievous unto him.
			5	My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives unto Zoar, an heifer of three years old: for by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.
			6	For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the hay is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.
			7	Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
			8	For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beerelim.
			9	For the waters of Dimon shall be full of blood: for I will bring more upon Dimon, lions upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.