15:1 An oracle concerning Moab: Ar in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night! Kir in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night!
15:2 Dibon goes up to its temple, to its high places to weep; Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba. Every head is shaved and every beard cut off.
15:3 In the streets they wear sackcloth; on the roofs and in the public squares they all wail, prostrate with weeping.
15:4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out, their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out, and their hearts are faint.
15:5 My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath Shelishiyah. They go up the way to Luhith, weeping as they go; on the road to Horonaim they lament their destruction.
15:6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone and nothing green is left.
15:7 So the wealth they have acquired and stored up they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.
15:8 Their outcry echoes along the border of Moab; their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim, their lamentation as far as Beer Elim.
15:9 Dimon’s waters are full of blood, but I will bring still more upon Dimon–a lion upon the fugitives of Moab and upon those who remain in the land.
15:1 The burden concerning Moab: Indeed in a night it is devastated ? / Ar of Moab is cut off. / Indeed in a night it is devastated ? / Kir of Moab is cut off.
15:2 They have gone up to their temple and to Dibon, / That is, to their high places, to weep. / Over Nebo and over Medeba / Moab howls; / Upon all their heads is baldness; / Every beard is shaved off.
15:3 In their streets they have girded themselves with sackcloth; / On their roofs / And in their open squares everyone will howl, / Melting in tears.
15:4 And Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; / Their voice is heard as far as Jahaz. / Because of this the armed men of Moab raise a cry; / Their soul quivers within them.
15:5 My heart cries out for Moab; / Its fugitives reach as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah: / By the ascent of Luhith / With weeping they will go up; / On the way that leads to Horonaim / They will raise up a cry of destruction;
15:6 The waters of Nimrim / Will be a devastation; / The foliage will be dried up, the grass wasted away; / There will be nothing green.
15:7 As a result, the abundance they have produced / And placed in reserve / Will be carried off / To the poplar brook.
15:8 For the cry has gone about / The border of Moab; / Their howling goes as far as Eglaim, / Even to Beer-elim their howling reaches.
15:9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood, / For I will bring upon Dimon additional things: / Lions upon those in Moab who escape / And upon the remnant of the land.