CHAPTER 16
1Send a lamb
to the ruler of the land,
from the wilderness crag
to the Mount of the Daughter of Zion.
2And like a wandering bird
sent out from the nest,
the daughters of Moab shall be
at the fords of the Arnon.
3Take counsel,
weigh judgment.
Make your shade like the night
at high noon.
Shelter those driven out,
do not expose the displaced.
4Those driven from Moab
shall sojourn among you.
Be a shelter for them
against the marauder.
For oppression is over,
marauding has ended,
the tramplers are gone from the land.
5And a throne is set firm in kindness
and on it shall sit in truth
in the tent of David
one who judges and seeks justice
and is swift to do right.
6We have heard of Moab’s pride,
so very proud,
his pride and his proud anger.
7Therefore shall Moab wail for Moab,
all of it shall wail.
For the raisin cakes of Qir-Haresheth
you shall utter naught but moans.
8For the fields of Heshbon languish,
the vines of Sibmah.
pounded her tendrils.
As far as Jazer they reached,
they strayed to the desert.
Her shoots they pulled out,
they passed on to the sea.
9Therefore do I weep in the keening of Jazer,
I drench you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh.
For over your fig and grain harvest
10Joy and delight are gone from the farmland,
and in the vineyard no glad song or cheers.
No wine is in the presses,
the treader does not tread,
the shout is stifled.
11Therefore my heart moans like a lyre for Moab,
my inward self for Qir-Heres.
12And it shall happen that Moab will be seen unavailing on the high place, and he will come to his sanctuary and achieve nothing. 13This is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab in time past. 14And now the LORD has spoken, saying, “In three years, like the years of a hired worker, Moab’s glory shall be debased, despite all the great crowd, and what is left—the smallest bit, of no account.”