6. Even the waters of Nimrim are dried up!The grassy banks are scorched.The tender plants are gone;nothing green remains.
7. The people grab their possessionsand carry them across the Ravine of Willows.
8. A cry of distress echoes through the land of Moabfrom one end to the other—from Eglaim to Beer-elim.
9. The stream near Dibon runs red with blood,but I am still not finished with Dibon!Lions will hunt down the survivors—both those who try to escapeand those who remain behind.