16 Send lambs^(A) as tribute^(B)
    to the ruler of the land,
from Sela,^(C) across the desert,
    to the mount of Daughter Zion.^(D)
2 Like fluttering birds
    pushed from the nest,^(E)
so are the women of Moab^(F)
    at the fords^(G) of the Arnon.^(H)

³ “Make up your mind,” Moab says.
    “Render a decision.
Make your shadow like night—
    at high noon.
Hide the fugitives,^(I)
    do not betray the refugees.