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, an 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.
1 Dieva spriedums par Moābu. Ak, vienā naktī Āra ir sagrauta, Moābs izpostīts! Vienā naktī ir Kira sagrauta, Moābs iznīcināts! 2 Baita un Dibana kāpj uz kalniem pie augstieņu upuru altāriem, lai tur raudātu; uz Nebo un Medeba vaimanā Moābs; tiem visiem galva noskūta plika un bārda apgriezta. 3 Tie staigā, ielās apjozušies ar maisu, uz jumtiem un tirgus laukumos tie vaimanā un izplūst asarās. 4 Hešbona un Ēleāle brēc, līdz Jahacai dzird viņu brēkšanu. Tādēļ vaimanā arī Moāba apbruņotie vīri, tiem saplok sirds. 5 Mana sirds sēro par Moābu. Tā bēgļi jau sasniedz Coāru, jau Eglatu-Šelišiju. Pa augšupceļu uz Luitu ļaudis kāpj raudādami! Ceļā uz Horonaimu atskan vaimanu saucieni par sabrukumu! 6 Nimrimas ūdeņi sīkst ārā, jo zāle nokaltusi, viss maurs novītis, nav vairs nekāda zaļuma. 7 Tādēļ viņi glābj savu mantu, kas viņiem vēl palikusi, to nesdami pāri Vītolu strautam. 8 Ak, vaimanas pilda visus Moāba novadus! To raudas sniedzas līdz Eglaimam, to vaimanas līdz Bēr-Elimai! 9 Ak, Dimonas ūdeņi ir asiņu pilni! Pāri Dimonai Es likšu nākt vēl lielākām bēdām: Es uzsūtīšu lauvu Moāba bēgļiem un tiem, kas vēl pāri palikuši zemē!
