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 1 A declaration about Moab. 
Indeed, in one night Ar of Moab is laid waste and destroyed; 
indeed, in one night Kir of Moab is laid waste and destroyed. 
 2 They have gone up to the temple, the people of Dibon went up to the heights to weep; 
Moab laments over Nebo and over Medeba. 
All their heads are shaved bare and all their beards are cut off. 
 3 In their streets they wear sackcloth; on their housetops 
and in the square everyone wails, melting in tears. 
 4 Heshbon and Elealeh call out for help; their sound is heard as far as Jahaz. 
So the armed men of Moab call out for help; they tremble within themselves. 
 5 My heart cries out for Moab; her fugitives flee to Zoar and to Eglath Shelishiyah. 
They go up the ascent of Luhith weeping; 
on the road to Horonaim they loudly wail over their destruction. 
 6 The waters of Nimrim are a desolation; 
the grass is withered; 
the vegetation has dried up; 
there is no more green grass. 
 7 The abundance they have grown and stored 
they carry away over the brook of the poplars. 
 8 The cry has gone around the territory of Moab; 
the wailing as far as Eglaim and Beer Elim. 
 9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; but I will bring even more upon Dimon. 
A lion will attack those who escape from Moab and also those remaining in the land.