Multiple cities wiped out
1This is a message I got about Moab: [1]Look at that,
Overnight, the city of Ar [2] was wiped out.
Moab is toast. [3]
Look at that,
Kir was wiped out, too.
Moab is toast.
2People of Dibon went up to their shrines.
They cried there on the hilltops.
They’re crying everywhere in Moab,
Over what happened in Nebo and Medeba.
Everyone is dressed for mourning,
Heads shaved, beards trimmed.
3They’re dressed in scratchy fabric
The texture of a feed sack.
They cry and wail
From housetops to city square.
4Folks are crying so hard
In Heshbon and Elealeh,
You can hear them in Jahaz.
Even Moab’s elite troops are trembling.
They’re shaking with fear.
5My heart breaks for Moab, [4]
As their refugees escape south to Zoar,
And rush on to Eglath-shelishiya.
They cry as they climb to Luhith.
They sob on the trail to Horonaim,
Screaming about the destruction they saw.
One stream dry, one stream blood
6Look at that.Nimrim’s water is gone.
There’s nothing there.
Old grass is withered
New plants lay dead.
Green has gone brown.
7People pack up their stuff,
Everything they can carry.
They haul it across Willows Dry Creek. [5]
8Look at that.
Moab is now a nation in mourning.
A cry echoes through the land.
There’s wailing in Eglaim.
There’s sobbing in Beer-elim.
9Blood pours down Dibon Stream,
But Dibon’s disaster isn’t done.
A lion waits for fleeing refugees
And for those who stay behind.
