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Chapter 16
1Dispatch as messengerThe ruler of the land,From Sela in the wildernessTo the mount of Fair Zion:
2“Like fugitive birds,Like nestlings driven away,Moab’s villagers lingerBy the fords of the Arnon.
3Give advice,Offer counsel.At high noon makeYour shadow like night:Conceal the outcasts,Betray not the fugitives.
4Let Moab’s outcastsFind asylum in you;Be a shelter for themAgainst the despoiler.”For violence has vanished,Rapine is ended,And marauders have perished from this land.
5And a throne shall be established in goodnessIn the tent of David,And on it shall sit in faithfulnessA ruler devoted to justiceAnd zealous for equity.
6“We have heard of Moab’s pride—Most haughty is he—Of his pride and haughtiness and arrogance,And of the iniquity in him.”
7Ah, let Moab howl;Let all in Moab howl!For the raisin-cakes of Kir-haresethYou shall moan most pitifully.
8The vineyards of Heshbon are withered,And the vines of Sibmah;Their tendrils spreadTo Baale-goiim,And reached to Jazer,And strayed to the desert;Their shoots spread outAnd crossed the sea.
9Therefore,As I weep for Jazer,So I weep for Sibmah’s vines;O Heshbon and Elealeh,I drench you with my tears.Ended are the shoutsOver your fig and grain harvests.
10Rejoicing and gladnessAre gone from the farm land;In the vineyards no shoutingOr cheering is heard.No more does the treaderTread wine in the presses—The shouts have been silenced.
11Therefore,Like a lyre my heart moans for Moab,And my very soul for Kir-heres.
12And when it has become apparent that Moab has gained nothing in the outdoor shrine, he shall come to pray in his temple—but to no avail.
13That is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab long ago.
14And now the LORD has spoken: In three years, fixed like the years of a hired laborer, Moab’s population, with all its huge multitude, shall shrink. Only a remnant shall be left, of no consequence.
Translation: Tanakh: The Holy Scriptures (Jewish Publication Society, 1985), via Sefaria, used under CC BY-NC.
Paragraph divisions follow the Masoretic text (Miqra according to the Masorah, CC BY-SA).