Jeremiah 48:1-32 ▼

1 Concerning Moab: “Thus said YHWH of Hosts, God of Israel: Woe to Nebo, for it is spoiled, || Kiriathaim has been captured [and] put to shame, || The high tower has been put to shame, || Indeed, it has been broken down.

2 There is no longer praise of Moab, || In Heshbon they devised evil against her: Come, and we cut it off from [being] a nation, || Also, O Madmen, you are cut off, || A sword goes after you.

3 A voice of a cry [is] from Horonaim, || Spoiling and great destruction.

4 Moab has been destroyed, || Her little ones have caused a cry to be heard.

5 For the ascent of Luhith with weeping, || Weeping goes up, || For in the descent of Horonaim || Adversaries have heard a cry of desolation.

6 Flee, deliver yourselves, || You are as a naked thing in a wilderness.

7 For because of your trusting in your works, || And in your treasures, even you are captured, || And Chemosh has gone out in a removal, || His priests and his heads together.

8 And a spoiler comes to every city, || And no city escapes, || And the valley has perished, || And the plain has been destroyed, as YHWH said.

9 Give wings to Moab, that she may go forth and flee away, || And her cities are for a desolation, || Without an inhabitant in them.

10 Cursed [is] he who is doing the work of YHWH slothfully, || And cursed [is] he || Who is withholding his sword from blood.

11 Moab is secure from his youth, || And he [is] at rest for his preserved things, || And he has not been emptied out from vessel to vessel, || And he has not gone into captivity, || Therefore his taste has remained in him, || And his fragrance has not been changed.

12 Therefore, behold, days are coming, || A declaration of YHWH, || And I have sent wanderers to him, || And they have caused him to wander, || And they empty out his vessels, || And they dash his bottles in pieces.

13 And Moab has been ashamed because of Chemosh, || As the house of Israel has been ashamed || Because of Beth-El, their confidence.

14 How do you say, We [are] mighty, || And men of strength for battle?

15 Moab is spoiled, and has gone up [from] her cities, || And the choice of its young men || Have gone down to slaughter, || An affirmation of the King, || YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.

16 The destruction of Moab is near to come, || And his calamity has hurried exceedingly.

17 Bemoan for him, all you around him, || And all knowing his name, say, || How it has been broken, the staff of strength, || The rod of beauty!

18 Come down from glory, sit in thirst, || O inhabitant, daughter of Dibon, || For a spoiler of Moab has come up to you, || He has destroyed your fortifications.

19 Stand on the way, and watch, O inhabitant of Aroer, || Ask the fugitive and escaped, || Say, What has happened?

20 Moab has been put to shame, || For it has been broken down, || Howl and cry, declare in Arnon, || For Moab is spoiled,

21 And judgment has come to the land of the plain—to Holon, || And to Jahazah, and on Mephaath,

22 And on Dibon, and on Nebo, || And on Beth-Diblathaim, and on Kirathaim,

23 And on Beth-Gamul, and on Beth-Meon,

24 And on Kerioth, and on Bozrah, || And on all cities of the land of Moab, || The far off and the near.

25 The horn of Moab has been cut down, || And his arm has been broken, || A declaration of YHWH.

26 Declare him drunk, || For he made himself great against YHWH || And Moab has struck in his vomit, || And he has been for a derision—even he.

27 And was Israel not the derision to you? Was he found among thieves? For since your words concerning him, || You bemoan yourself.

28 Forsake cities, and dwell in a rock, || You inhabitants of Moab, || And be as a dove making a nest in the passages of a pit’s mouth.

29 We have heard of the arrogance of Moab, || Exceedingly proud! His haughtiness, and his arrogance, || And his pride, and the height of his heart,

30 I have known, a declaration of YHWH, || His wrath, and [it is] not right, || His boastings—they have done nothing right.

31 Therefore I howl for Moab, even for Moab—all of it, || I cry for men of Kir-Heres, it mourns,

32 With the weeping of Jazer, I weep for you, O vine of Sibmah, || Your branches have passed over a sea, || They have come to the Sea of Jazer, || On your summer fruits, and on your harvest, || A spoiler has fallen.