So now I wail for Moab; yes, I will mourn for Moab. My heart is broken for the men of Kir hareseth.

因此，我要为摩押哀号，为摩押全地呼喊；人必为吉珥哈列设人叹息。

因此，我要为摩押哀号，为摩押全地呼喊；人必为吉珥‧哈列设人叹息。

因此，我要为摩押哀号，为摩押全地呼喊；人必为吉珥‧哈列设人叹息。

因此，我要为她哀号，为摩押人痛哭，为吉珥·哈列设人悲伤。

因此我要为摩押哀号，为全摩押喊叫，为吉珥．哈列设人（“为吉珥‧哈列设人”有古抄本作“他为吉珥‧哈列设人”）唉哼。

因此，我要為摩押哀號，為摩押全地呼喊；人必為吉珥‧哈列設人歎息。

因此，我要為摩押哀號，為摩押全地呼喊；人必為吉珥‧哈列設人嘆息。

因此，我要為摩押哀號，為摩押全地呼喊；人必為吉珥‧哈列設人嘆息。

因此，我要為她哀號，為摩押人痛哭，為吉珥·哈列設人悲傷。

因此我要為摩押哀號，為全摩押喊叫，為吉珥．哈列設人（“為吉珥‧哈列設人”有古抄本作“他為吉珥‧哈列設人”）唉哼。

因此我要為摩押而號哭，為全摩押而哀呼，為吉珥哈列設人而歎氣。

故我必為摩押號咷、為其全地哀哭、人為基珥哈列設哭泣、

故我必為摩押邑號呼哭泣、為吉哈喇泄人哀聲甚慘。

故我必為摩押哀哭、為摩押全地號咷、為基珥哈列斯人民、歎息甚慘、

Therefore I wail over Moab, for all Moab I cry out, I moan for the people of Kir Hareseth.

So I weep over Moab. I cry for all Moab’s people. I groan for the people of Kir Hareseth.

Therefore I wail for Moab; I cry out for all Moab; for the men of Kir-hareseth I mourn.

Therefore, I will wail over Moab. I will cry out for Moab, all of it; he will moan for the men of Kir-heres.

Therefore I will wail for Moab, For all of Moab I will cry out; I will moan for the men of Kir heres.

Therefore I will wail for Moab, And I will cry out for all Moab; I will mourn for the men of Kir Heres.

Therefore will I wail for Moab; yea, I will cry out for all Moab: for the men of Kir- heres shall they mourn.

Therefore, I will wail over Moab. I will cry out for Moab, all of it; he will moan for the men of Kir-heres.

Therefore will I howl for Moab, and I will cry out for all Moab;[ mine heart] shall mourn for the men of Kirheres.

So I will weep with sorrow for Moab. I will cry out in sadness for all of Moab. I will moan for the people of Kir Heres.

Therefore I will wail for Moab. Yes, I will cry out for all Moab. They will mourn for the men of Kir Heres.

My heart weeps for Moab. Its people flee to Zoar and Eglath shelishiyah. Weeping, they climb the road to Luhith. Their cries of distress can be heard all along the road to Horonaim.

They destroyed the towns, covered their good land with stones, stopped up all the springs, and cut down all the good trees. Finally, only Kir hareseth and its stone walls were left, but men with slings surrounded and attacked it.

My heart moans like a flute for Moab and Kir hareseth, for all their wealth has disappeared.

The entire land of Moab weeps. Yes, everyone in Moab mourns for the cakes of raisins from Kir hareseth. They are all gone now.The farms of Heshbon are abandoned; the vineyards at Sibmah are deserted. The rulers of the nations have broken down Moab— that beautiful grapevine. Its tendrils spread north as far as the town of Jazer and trailed eastward into the wilderness. Its shoots reached so far west that they crossed over the Dead Sea.So now I weep for Jazer and the vineyards of Sibmah; my tears will flow for Heshbon and Elealeh. There are no more shouts of joy over your summer fruits and harvest.Gone now is the gladness, gone the joy of harvest. There will be no singing in the vineyards, no more happy shouts, no treading of grapes in the winepresses. I have ended all their harvest joys.My heart’s cry for Moab is like a lament on a harp. I am filled with anguish for Kir hareseth.