^31 (A)Wail, O ^(B)gate; cry out, O city;
    melt in fear, ^(C)O Philistia, all of you!
^(D)For smoke comes out of the north,
    and there is no straggler in his ranks.

² He has gone up to the temple,^[a] and to ^(A)Dibon,
    to the high places^[b] to weep;
over ^(B)Nebo and over ^(C)Medeba
    Moab ^(D)wails.
On every head is ^(E)baldness;
    every beard is shorn;
³ in the streets they wear sackcloth;
    on the housetops and in the squares
    everyone wails and melts in tears.

⁸ For a cry has gone
    around the land of Moab;
her wailing reaches to Eglaim;
    her wailing reaches to Beer-elim.

⁷ Therefore let Moab wail for Moab,
    ^(A)let everyone wail.
Mourn, utterly stricken,
    for the ^(B)raisin cakes of ^(C)Kir-hareseth.

^8 (A)Suddenly Babylon has fallen and been broken;
    ^(B)wail for her!
^(C)Take balm for her pain;
    perhaps she may be healed.