Cries of anguish will arise in Horonaim,‘ Oh, the ruin and great destruction!’

“从何罗念有喊荒凉大毁灭的哀声：

从何罗念有哀号声：“荒凉！大毁灭！”

从何罗念有哀号声：“荒凉！大毁灭！”

“从何罗念传来呼喊声，‘荒凉了！毁灭了！’

从何罗念传出哀号的声音，说：‘荒凉了，大大毁灭了！’

從何羅念有喊荒涼大毀滅的哀聲：

從何羅念有哀號聲：「荒涼！大毀滅！」

從何羅念有哀號聲：「荒涼！大毀滅！」

「從何羅念傳來呼喊聲，『荒涼了！毀滅了！』

從何羅念傳出哀號的聲音，說：‘荒涼了，大大毀滅了！’

『從何羅念有哀叫的聲音，毁滅和大破毁！

自何羅念有聲曰、荒蕪矣、毀壞大哉、

自何囉念已聞殘賊攻擊之聲、

何羅念傾毀、大遭災害、哀號之聲遠聞、

Cries of anguish arise from Horonaim, cries of great havoc and destruction.

Cries of sorrow come from Horonaim. The town is being completely destroyed.

“ A voice! A cry from Horonaim,‘ Desolation and great destruction!’

Listen to the cries from Horonaim, cries of devastation and great destruction.

A voice cries out from Horonaim,“ devastation and a crushing blow!”

The sound of an outcry from Horonaim,‘ Devastation and great destruction!’

A voice of crying shall be from Horonaim:‘ Plundering and great destruction!’

The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!

A voice cries out from Horonaim,“ devastation and great disaster!”

A voice of crying[ shall be] from Horonaim, spoiling and great destruction.

The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!

My heart cries out because of Moab’s plight, and for the fugitives stretched out as far as Zoar and Eglath Shelishiyah. For they weep as they make their way up the ascent of Luhith; they loudly lament their demise on the road to Horonaim.

Cries of anguish raised from Heshbon and Elealeh will be sounded as far as Jahaz. They will be sounded from Zoar as far as Horonaim and Eglath Shelishiyah. For even the waters of Nimrim will be dried up.

Indeed they will climb the slopes of Luhith, weeping continually as they go. For on the road down to Horonaim they will hear the cries of distress over the destruction.

“ Look! Enemies are gathering in the north like water rising in a river. They will be like an overflowing stream. They will overwhelm the whole country and everything in it like a flood. They will overwhelm the cities and their inhabitants. People will cry out in alarm. Everyone living in the country will cry out in pain.

So Moab wails over its demise– they all wail! Completely devastated, they moan about what has happened to the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.For the fields of Heshbon are dried up, as well as the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations trample all over its vines, which reach Jazer and spread to the desert; their shoots spread out and cross the sea.So I weep along with Jazer over the vines of Sibmah. I will saturate you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh, for the conquering invaders shout triumphantly over your fruit and crops.Joy and happiness disappear from the orchards, and in the vineyards no one rejoices or shouts; no one treads out juice in the wine vats– I have brought the joyful shouts to an end.So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, my inner being sighs for Kir Hareseth.

They went up to the temple, the people of Dibon went up to the high places to lament. Because of what happened to Nebo and Medeba, Moab wails. Every head is shaved bare, every beard is trimmed off.

So I say:“ Don’t look at me! I am weeping bitterly. Don’t try to console me concerning the destruction of my defenseless people.”

Indeed, the cries of distress echo throughout Moabite territory; their wailing can be heard in Eglaim and Beer Elim.

I see one destruction after another taking place, so that the whole land lies in ruins. I see our tents suddenly destroyed, their curtains torn down in a mere instant.“ How long must I see the enemy’s battle flags and hear the military signals of their bugles?”