Gods profetie over Moab
1Dit is Gods profetie over Moab.
Uw steden Ar en Kir zullen in één nacht worden verwoest. 2Uw onderdanen in Dibon gaan naar hun tempels om te treuren om het lot van Nebo en Medeba, zij scheren uit rouw hun hoofdhaar en hun baard af. 3In zakken gekleed lopen zij door de straten en vanuit elk huis is het geklaag van de rouwenden te horen. 4De kreten vanuit Chesbon en Eleale worden tot in Jahas vernomen. De moedigste strijders van Moab schreeuwen het uit van angst.
5Met pijn in het hart denk ik aan Moab! Haar inwoners vluchten naar Soar en Eglath-Selisia. Huilend gaan zij langs de weg naar Lubith omhoog en hun geklaag is op de weg naar Horonaïm nog te horen.
6Zelfs de Nimrim-rivier wordt een woestenij. Het gras verdort en de kwetsbare planten verwelken. 7De vertwijfelde vluchtelingen nemen alleen dat mee wat zij van hun bezittingen kunnen dragen en vluchten over de Wilgenbeek. 8In het land Moab, van het ene tot het andere eind, wordt gerouwd en geklaagd. 9Het water van de Dimon is rood gekleurd door bloed, maar Ik zal nog meer rampen over de Dimon laten gaan. Leeuwen zullen jagen op wie ontsnapte of achterbleef.
A Prophecy Against Moab
1Here is a prophecy against Moab that the Lord gave me.
The city of Ar in Moab is destroyed.
It happened in a single night.
Kir in Moab is also destroyed.
It happened in a single night.
2The people of Dibon go up to their temple to worship.
They go to their high places to weep.
The people of Moab cry over the cities of Nebo and Medeba.
All their heads are shaved.
All their beards have been cut off.
3In the streets they wear the rough clothing people wear when they’re sad.
On their roofs and in the market places
all of them are crying.
They fall down flat with their faces toward the ground.
And they weep.
4The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out.
Their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz.
So the fighting men of Moab cry out.
Their hearts are weak.
5My heart cries out over Moab.
Some who run away get as far as Zoar.
Others run all the way to Eglath Shelishiyah.
Others go up the hill to Luhith.
They are weeping as they go.
Still others travel the road to Horonaim.
They sing a song of sadness because their town is being destroyed.
6The waters at Nimrim are dried up.
And so is the grass.
The plants have died.
Nothing green is left.
7The people are trying to escape
through the Valley of the Poplar Trees.
They are carrying with them the wealth
they have collected and stored up.
8Their loud cries echo along the border of Moab.
They reach as far as Eglaim.
Their songs of sadness reach all the way to Beer Elim.
9The waters of the city of Dimon are full of blood.
But the Lord will bring even more trouble on Dimon.
He will bring lions against those who run away from Moab.
They will also attack those who remain in the land.
