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My heart cries with sorrow for Moab.
    Its people run away to Zoar for safety.
    They run to Eglath Shelishiyah.
People are going up the mountain road to Luhith.
    They are crying as they go.
People are going on the road to Horonaim.
    They cry out loud over their destruction.
But the water of Nimrim has dried up.
    The grass has dried up.
All the plants are dead.
    Nothing green is left.
So the people gather up what they have saved.
    They carry those things and cross the Ravine of the Poplars.

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My heart cries out(A) over Moab;(B)
    her fugitives(C) flee as far as Zoar,(D)
    as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
    weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim(E)
    they lament their destruction.(F)
The waters of Nimrim are dried up(G)
    and the grass is withered;(H)
the vegetation is gone(I)
    and nothing green is left.(J)
So the wealth they have acquired(K) and stored up
    they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.

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