Chapter 15
1 The burden of Moab . For in a night , Ar of Moab is laid waste , and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste , and brought to nothing.
2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon , to the high places , to weep . Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba . Baldness is on all of their heads . Every beard is cut off .
3 In their streets , they clothe themselves in sackcloth . In their streets and on their housetops , everyone wails , weeping abundantly .
4 Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz . Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud . Their souls tremble within them .
5 My heart cries out for Moab ! Her nobles flee to Zoar , to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping ; for on the way to Horonaim , they raise up a cry of destruction .
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate ; for the grass has withered away , the tender grass fails , there is no green thing .
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten , and that which they have stored up , over the brook of the willows .
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab , its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood ; for I will bring yet more on Dimon , a lion on those of Moab who escape , and on the remnant of the land.