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In Heshbon they have devised evil against her:
'Come, and let us cut her off from being a nation.'
Thou also, O Madmen, shalt be brought to silence;
The sword shall pursue thee.
3Hark! a cry from Horonaim,
Spoiling and great destruction!
4Moab is destroyed;
Her little ones have caused a cry to be heard.
5For by the ascent of Luhith
With continual weeping shall they go up;
For in the going down of Horonaim
They have heard the distressing cry of destruction.
6Flee, save your lives,
And be like a tamarisk in the wilderness.
7For, because thou hast trusted
In thy works and in thy treasures,
Thou also shalt be taken;
And Chemosh shall go forth into captivity,
His priests and his princes together.
8And the spoiler shall come upon every city,
And no city shall escape;
The valley also shall perish, and the plain shall be destroyed;
As the Lord hath spoken.
9Give wings unto Moab,
For she must fly and get away;
And her cities shall become a desolation,
Without any to dwell therein.
10Cursed be he that doeth the work of the Lord with a slack hand,
And cursed be he that keepeth back his sword from blood.
11Moab hath been at ease from his youth,
And he hath settled on his lees,
And hath not been emptied from vessel to vessel,
Neither hath he gone into captivity;
Therefore his taste remaineth in him,
And his scent is not changed.
12Therefore, behold, the days come,
Saith the Lord,
That I will send unto him them that tilt up,
And they shall tilt him up;
And they shall empty his vessels,
And break their bottles in pieces.
13And Moab shall be ashamed of Chemosh,
As the house of Israel was ashamed
Of Beth-el their confidence.
14How say ye: 'We are mighty men,
And valiant men for the war'?
15Moab is spoiled, and they are gone up into her cities,
And his chosen young men are gone down to the slaughter,
Saith the King,
Whose name is the Lord of hosts.
16The calamity of Moab is near to come,
And his affliction hasteth fast.
17Bemoan him, all ye that are round about him,
And all ye that know his name;
Say: 'How is the strong staff broken,
The beautiful rod! '
18O thou daughter that dwellest in Dibon,
Come down from thy glory, and sit in thirst;
For the spoiler of Moab is come up against thee,
He hath destroyed thy strongholds.
19O inhabitant of Aroer, stand by the way, and watch;
Ask him that fleeth, and her that escapeth;
Say: 'What hath been done?'