5
My heart cries out for Mo'av; her nobles [flee] to Tzo`ar, to Eglat-Shelishi-Yah: for by the ascent of Luchit with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonayim they raise up a cry of destruction.
6
For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
7
Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away over the brook of the willows.
8
For the cry is gone round about the borders of Mo'av; the wailing of it to Eglayim, and the wailing of it to Beer-elim.
9
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on them of Mo'av that escape, and on the remnant of the land.