And I will send a fire against Moab, and it shall devour the palaces of Kerioth. And Moab shall die with uproar, with a call to arms, with the sound of the rams’ horn.
From the cry of Heshbon to Elealeh, to Jahaz, they have given their voice, from Zoar to Horonaim, like a heifer three years old. For the waters of Nimrim also shall be desolate.
Kerioth is captured, and the strongholds are seized. And the mighty men’s hearts in Moab shall be at that day like the heart of a woman being distressed.
Those who fled stood powerless in the shadow of Heshbon, for a fire shall go out of Heshbon, and a flame out of the midst of Sihon, and shall devour the corner of Moab, and the crown of the head of the sons of tumult.
And I will kindle a fire against the wall of Rabbah, and it shall devour its palaces, with a war cry in the day of battle, with a tempest in the day of the windstorm.