The people of Horonaim cry out, 'Violence! Destruction!'

Hear the sound of their sobs along the road up to Luhith, the cries of distress on the way down to Horonaim.

The noise of battle is heard in the land, and there is great destruction.

Kill all their soldiers! Slaughter them! The people of Babylonia are doomed! The time has come for them to be punished!"

The king of Babylonia hears the news, and his hands hang limp. He is seized by anguish, by pain like a woman in labor.

When Babylon falls, there will be such a noise that the entire earth will shake, and the cries of alarm will be heard by the other nations."

Howl in pain! The day of the LORD is near, the day when the Almighty brings destruction.

They will all be terrified and overcome with pain, like the pain of a woman in labor. They will look at each other in fear, and their faces will burn with shame.

My heart cries out for Moab! The people have fled to the town of Zoar, and to Eglath Shelishiyah. Some climb the road to Luhith, weeping as they go; some escape to Horonaim, grieving loudly.

"On that day," says the LORD, "you will hear the sound of crying at the Fish Gate in Jerusalem. You will hear wailing in the newer part of the city and a great crashing sound in the hills.

And in one hour she has lost all this wealth!" All the ships' captains and passengers, the sailors and all others who earn their living on the sea, stood a long way off,

They threw dust on their heads, they cried and mourned, saying, "How terrible! How awful for the great city! She is the city where all who have ships sailing the seas became rich on her wealth! And in one hour she has lost everything!"