The burdenמַשָּׂאof Moab.מוֹאָבBecauseכִּיin a nightבְּלֵילArעָרof Moabמוֹאָבwas devastated,שֻׁדַּדit was destroyed;נִדְמָהbecauseכִּיin a nightבְּלֵילKirקִירof Moabמוֹאָבwas devastated,שֻׁדַּדit was destroyed.נִדְמָה
He goes upעָלָהto the houseהַבַּיִתand to Dibon,וְדִיבֹןto the high placesהַבָּמוֹתto weep;לְבֶכִיover Neboעַל נְבוֹand over Medebaוְעַל מֵידְבָאMoabמוֹאָבwails;יְיֵלִילon allבְּכָלits headsרֹאשָׁיוbaldness,קָרְחָהeveryכָּלbeardזָקָןshaved off.גְּרוּעָה
In its streetsבְּחוּצֹתָיוthey gird themselvesחָגְרוּwith sackcloth;שָׂקon its rooftopsעַל גַּגּוֹתֶיהָand in its squaresוּבִרְחֹבֹתֶיהָall of itכֻּלֹּהwails,יְיֵלִילgoing downיֹרֵדin weeping.בַּבֶּכִי
And Heshbonוַ חֶשְׁבּוֹןcries out,תִּזְעַקand Elealeh;וְאֶלְעָלֵהas far as Jahazעַד יַהַץtheir voiceקוֹלָםis heard;נִשְׁמַעthereforeעַל כֵּןthe armed menחֲלֻצֵיof Moabמוֹאָבshout;יָרִיעוּhis soulנַפְשׁוֹtremblesיָרְעָהwithin him.לּוֹ
My heartלִבִּיcries outיִזְעָקfor Moab;לְמוֹאָבits fugitivesבְּרִיחֶהָas far as Zoar,עַד צֹעַרEglath-shelishiyah;עֶגְלַת שְׁלִשִׁיָּהforכִּיthe ascentמַעֲלֵהof Luhith,הַלּוּחִיתwith weepingבִּבְכִיthey go up it;יַעֲלֶה בּוֹforכִּיon the roadדֶּרֶךְof Horonaimחוֹרֹנַיִםthey raiseיְעֹעֵרוּa cryזַעֲקַתof shattering.שֶׁבֶר
Forכִּיthe watersמֵיof Nimrimנִמְרִיםwill beיִהְיוּdesolations;מְשַׁמּוֹתforכִּיthe grassחָצִירhas dried up,יָבֵשׁthe tender grassדֶשֶׁאis finished;כָּלָהgreen growthיֶרֶקthere is none.לֹא הָיָה
Thereforeעַל כֵּןthe surplusיִתְרָהthey have madeעָשָׂהand their storesוּפְקֻדָּתָםover the brookעַל נַחַלof the Willowsהָעֲרָבִיםthey carry away.יִשָּׂאוּם
Forכִּיthe cryהַזְּעָקָהhas gone aroundהִקִּיפָהthe territoryאֶת גְּבוּלof Moab;מוֹאָבas far as Eglaimעַד אֶגְלַיִםits wailing,יִלְלָתָהּandוּBeer-elimבְאֵר אֵילִיםits wailing.יִלְלָתָהּ
Forכִּיthe watersמֵיof Dimonדִימוֹןare fullמָלְאוּof blood;דָםforכִּיI will bringאָשִׁיתupon Dimonעַל דִּימוֹןadditions:נוֹסָפוֹתfor the escapedלִפְלֵיטַתof Moabמוֹאָבa lion,אַרְיֵהand for the remnantוְלִשְׁאֵרִיתof the ground.אֲדָמָה