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 1 The burden of Moab. 
Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to silence; 
Because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and 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 shall be baldness, and 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 even 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 shall flee unto Zoar, 
A 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 Beer-elim. 
 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.