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in the streets they gird on sackcloth;
    on the housetops and in the squares
    every one wails and melts in tears.
Heshbon and Elea′leh cry out,
    their voice is heard as far as Jahaz;
therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud;
    his soul trembles.
My heart cries out for Moab;
    his fugitives flee to Zo′ar,
    to Eg′lath-shelish′iyah.
For at the ascent of Luhith
    they go up weeping;
on the road to Horona′im
    they raise a cry of destruction;

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In the streets they wear sackcloth;(A)
    on the roofs(B) and in the public squares(C)
they all wail,(D)
    prostrate with weeping.(E)
Heshbon(F) and Elealeh(G) cry out,
    their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz.(H)
Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out,
    and their hearts are faint.

My heart cries out(I) over Moab;(J)
    her fugitives(K) flee as far as Zoar,(L)
    as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
    weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim(M)
    they lament their destruction.(N)

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