¶Of Moab. Thus says Yahweh of Armies, the God of Israel: Woe to Nebo! for it is laid waste; Kiriathaim is disappointed, it is taken; Misgab is put to shame and broken down.

The praise of Moab is no more; in Heshbon they have devised evil against her: Come, and let us cut her off from being a nation. You also, Madmen, shall be brought to silence: the sword shall pursue you.

The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!

Moab is destroyed; her little ones have caused a cry to be heard.

For by the ascent of Luhith with continual weeping shall they go up; for at the descent of Horonaim they have heard the distress of the cry of destruction.

Flee, save your lives, and be like the heath in the wilderness.

For, because you have trusted in your works and in your treasures, you also shall be taken: and Chemosh shall go forth into captivity, his priests and his princes together.

The destroyer shall come on every city, and no city shall escape; the valley also shall perish, and the plain shall be destroyed; as Yahweh has spoken.

Give wings to Moab, that she may fly and get her away: and her cities shall become a desolation, without any to dwell therein.

Cursed is he who does the work of Yahweh negligently; and cursed is he who keeps back his sword from blood.

Moab has been at ease from his youth, and he has settled on his lees, and has not been emptied from vessel to vessel, neither has he gone into captivity: therefore his taste remains in him, and his scent is not changed.

Therefore, behold, the days come, says Yahweh, that I will send to him those who pour off, and they shall pour him off; and they shall empty his vessels, and break their bottles in pieces.

Moab shall be ashamed of Chemosh, as the house of Israel was ashamed of Bethel their confidence.

How do you say, We are mighty men, and valiant men for the war?

Moab is laid waste, and they are gone up into his cities, and his chosen young men are gone down to the slaughter, says the King, whose name is Yahweh of Armies.

The calamity of Moab is near to come, and his affliction hurries fast.

All you who are around him, bemoan him, and all you who know his name; say, How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod!

You daughter who dwells in Dibon, come down from your glory, and sit in thirst; for the destroyer of Moab has come up against you, he has destroyed your strongholds.

Inhabitant of Aroer, stand by the way, and watch: ask him who flees, and her who escapes; say, What has been done?

Moab is disappointed; for it is broken down: wail and cry; tell it by the Arnon, that Moab is laid waste.

Judgment is come on the plain country, on Holon, and on Jahzah, and on Mephaath,

and on Dibon, and on Nebo, and on Beth Diblathaim,

and on Kiriathaim, and on Beth Gamul, and on Beth Meon,

and on Kerioth, and on Bozrah, and on all the cities of the land of Moab, far or near.

The horn of Moab is cut off, and his arm is broken, says Yahweh.

Make him drunken; for he magnified himself against Yahweh: and Moab shall wallow in his vomit, and he also shall be in derision.

For wasn’t Israel a derision to you? was he found among thieves? for as often as you speak of him, you shake your head.

You inhabitants of Moab, leave the cities, and dwell in the rock; and be like the dove that makes her nest over the mouth of the abyss.

We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud; his loftiness, and his pride, and his arrogance, and the haughtiness of his heart.

I know his wrath, says Yahweh, that it is nothing; his boastings have worked nothing.

Therefore will I wail for Moab; yes, I will cry out for all Moab: for the men of Kir Heres shall they mourn.

With more than the weeping of Jazer will I weep for you, vine of Sibmah: your branches passed over the sea, they reached even to the sea of Jazer: on your summer fruits and on your vintage the destroyer is fallen.