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)

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My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee unto Zoar, an heifer of three years old: for by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.

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The waters of Nimrim are dried up(A)
    and the grass is withered;(B)
the vegetation is gone(C)
    and nothing green is left.(D)

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

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