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Chapter 15

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Oracle on Moab: Laid waste in a night, Ar of Moab is destroyed; Laid waste in a night, Kir of Moab is destroyed.

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¹ Up goes daughter Dibon to the high places to weep; Over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. Every head is shaved, every beard sheared off.

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In the streets they wear sackcloth, lamenting and weeping; On the rooftops and in the squares everyone wails.

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Heshbon and Elealeh cry out, they are heard as far as Jahaz. At this the loins of Moab tremble, his soul quivers within him;

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The heart of Moab cries out, his fugitives reach Zoar (Eglath-shelishiyah). The ascent of Luhith they climb weeping; On the way to Horonaim they utter rending cries.

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The waters of Nimrim have become a waste; The grass is withered, new growth is gone, nothing is green.

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So now whatever they have acquired or stored away they carry across the Gorge of the Poplars,

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For the cry has gone round the land of Moab; As far as Eglaim the wailing, and to Beer-elim, the wail.

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² The waters of Dimon are filled with blood, but I will bring still more upon Dimon: Lions for those who are fleeing from Moab and for those who remain in the land!