³¹ Wail,^(A) you gate!^(B) Howl, you city!
    Melt away, all you Philistines!^(C)
A cloud of smoke comes from the north,^(D)
    and there is not a straggler in its ranks.^(E)

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)
3 In the streets they wear sackcloth;^(G)
    on the roofs^(H) and in the public squares^(I)
they all wail,^(J)
    prostrate with weeping.^(K)

⁸ Their outcry echoes along the border of Moab;
    their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim,
    their lamentation as far as Beer^(A) Elim.

⁷ Therefore the Moabites wail,^(A)
    they wail together for Moab.
Lament and grieve
    for the raisin cakes^(B) of Kir Hareseth.^(C)

⁸ Babylon will suddenly fall^(A) and be broken.
    Wail over her!
Get balm^(B) for her pain;
    perhaps she can be healed.

“‘Wail^(A) and say,
    “Alas for that day!”