Isaiah

¹ The oracle concerning Moab. Surely in a night Ar of Moab is destroyed and ruined; Surely in a night Kir of Moab is destroyed and ruined.

² Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba; Everyone’s head is bald and every beard is cut off.

³ On their rooftops and in their squares Everyone is wailing, dissolved in weeping.

⁴ Their voice is heard all the way to Jahaz; Therefore the armed men of Moab make a loud shout; His soul trembles within him.

⁵ Those who flee from her are as far as Zoar and Eglath‑shelishiyah, For they go up the ascent of Luhith weeping; Surely on the road to Horonaim they keep awake with crying in distress over their destruction.

⁶ Surely the grass is dried up, the tender grass has completely ceased, There is no green thing.

⁷ They carry off over the brook of Arabim.

⁸ Its wailing goes as far as Eglaim and its wailing even to Beer‑elim.

⁹ Surely I will put added woes upon Dimon, A lion upon those of Moab who have escaped and upon the remnant of the land.