¹The burden of Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to nought; for in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to nought.

¹ Yr oracl am Moab: Y noson y dinistrir Ar, fe dderfydd am Moab; y noson y dinistrir Cir, fe dderfydd am Moab.

²They are gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep: Moab waileth over Nebo, and over Medeba; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is cut off.

² Dringa merch Dibon i'r uchelfa i wylo; dros Nebo a thros Medeba fe uda Moab. Bydd moelni ar bob pen, a phob barf wedi ei heillio;

³In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one waileth, weeping abundantly.

³ gwisgir sachliain yn yr heolydd; ar bennau'r tai, ac yn sgw�r y dref, bydd pawb yn udo ac yn beichio wylo.

⁴And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz: therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul trembleth within him.

⁴ Bydd Hesbon ac Eleale yn llefain, a chlywir eu cri hyd Jahas; am hynny bydd lwynau Moab yn crynu, ac yntau yn ysgwyd drwyddo.

⁵My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles [flee] unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.

⁵ Y mae fy nghalon yn llefain dros Moab. Bydd ei ffoaduriaid yn mynd mor bell � Soar, hyd Eglath�shalisheia; dringant riw Luhith dan wylo, a thorri calon ar ffordd Horonaim.

⁶For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing.

⁶ Bydd dyfroedd Nimrim yn sychdir; gwywa'r llysiau, metha'r egin, diflanna'r glesni.

⁷Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away over the brook of the willows.

⁷ Am hynny cludant dros nant Arabim yr eiddo a'r enillion a gasglwyd ganddynt.

⁸For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the wailing thereof unto Eglaim, and the wailing thereof unto Beer-elim.

⁸ Aeth y gri o amgylch terfynau Moab, nes bod udo yn Eglaim, ac udo yn Beer-elim.

⁹For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon them of Moab that escape, and upon the remnant of the land.

⁹ Y mae dyfroedd Dimon yn llawn o waed, ond dygaf waeth eto ar Dimon � llew ar warthaf ffoaduriaid Moab, ac ar warthaf y gweddill yn y tir.