² Dibon^(A) goes up to its temple,
    to its high places^(B) to weep;
    Moab wails^(C) over Nebo^(D) and Medeba.
Every head is shaved^(E)
    and every beard cut off.^(F)

² “Look up to the barren heights^(A) and see.
    Is there any place where you have not been ravished?
By the roadside^(B) you sat waiting for lovers,
    sat like a nomad in the desert.
You have defiled the land^(C)
    with your prostitution^(D) and wickedness.