The burden of Moab. Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste, it is silent: because the wall of Moab is destroyed in the night, it is silent.

Onus Moab. Quia nocte vastata est Ar Moab, conticuit; quia nocte vastatus est murus Moab, conticuit.

What burden for Moab? Ar Moab has fallen in a night, and all is still; Moab’s battlements have fallen in a night, and all is still!

The house is gone up, and Dibon to the high places to mourn over Nabo, and over Medaba, Moab hath howled: on all their heads shall be baldness, and every beard shall be shaven.

Ascendit domus, et Dibon ad excelsa, in planctum super Nabo; et super Medaba, Moab ululavit; in cunctis capitibus ejus calvitium, et omnis barba radetur.

Prince and people of Dibon have gone up to the hill-shrines to lament; on Nabo and on Medaba, Moab cries aloud, every head cropped, every beard shaved in mourning.

In their streets they are girded with sackcloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their streets all shall howl and come down weeping.

In triviis ejus accincti sunt sacco; super tecta ejus et in plateis ejus omnis ululatus descendit in fletum.

In the streets, men walk girded with sackcloth; house-top and square echo with loud crying, that breaks into tears.

Hesebon shall cry, and Eleale, their voice is heard even to Jasa. For this shall the well appointed men of Moab howl, his soul shall howl to itself.

Clamabit Hesebon et Eleale, usque Jasa audita est vox eorum; super hoc expediti Moab ululabunt, anima ejus ululabit sibi.

The dirge goes up from Hesebon and Eleale, so loud that Jasa hears it; well may the warriors of Moab cry out; the very soul of Moab utters a cry.

My heart shall cry to Moab, the bars thereof shall flee unto Segor a heifer of three years old: for by the ascent of Luith they shall go up weeping: and in the way of Oronaim they shall lift up a cry of destruction.

Cor meum ad Moab clamabit; vectes ejus usque ad Segor, vitulam conternantem; per ascensum enim Luith flens ascendet, et in via Oronaim clamorem contritionis levabunt.

My heart laments for Moab, once ringed with walled cities as far as Segor; Segor that now moans like a full-grown heifer. There is weeping on the slopes of Luith; along the Oronaim road they wail aloud for misery.

For the waters of Nemrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away, the spring is faded, all the greenness is perished.

Aquæ enim Nemrim desertæ erunt, quia aruit herba, defecit germen, viror omnis interiit.

The waters of Nemrim will turn into desert; old grass has withered, new grass has failed, and their banks are green no more.

According to the greatness of their work, is their visitation also: they shall lead them to the torrent of the willows.

Secundum magnitudinem operis, et visitatio eorum: ad torrentem Salicum ducent eos.

Heavy their reckoning, to match the abundance of their riches; a nation in exile, carried away to the Vale of Willows.

For the cry is gone round about the border of Moab: the howling thereof unto Gallim, and unto the well of Elim the cry thereof.

Quoniam circuivit clamor terminum Moab; usque ad Gallim ululatus ejus, et usque ad puteum Elim clamor ejus.

A cry goes up all about the frontiers of Moab; Gallim echoes the lament, and the well of Elim hears the sound of it.

For the waters of Dibon are filled with blood: for I will bring more upon Dibon: the lion upon them that shall flee of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.

Quia aquæ Dibon repletæ sunt sanguine; ponam enim super Dibon additamenta; his qui fugerint de Moab leonem, et reliquiis terræ.

Dibon’s waters already swollen with blood; and still for Dibon I have perils in store, lions to meet the fugitives, the remnant that is left in the land of Moab.