Moab Weeps With the Weeping of Jezer

Let the outcasts of mo sojourn among you. Be a refuge to them from the destroyer. Make your shade like night at the height of noon. Hide the outcasts. Betray not the fugitive. Therefore my soul moans like a lire for moab, and my heart for kir hires. And when moab wearies himself upon the high place, when he comes to his sanctuary to pray, he will not prevail. This is the word which the lord spoke concerning moab in the past. But now the lord says, in three years, like the years of a hireling, the glory of moab will be brought into contempt. Those who survive will be