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Heshbon shall cry, and Elealeh;
    their voice shall be heard even to Jahaz;
therefore the armed soldiers of Moab shall cry out;
    his life shall be grievous to him.

My heart shall cry out for Moab;
    his fugitives shall flee to Zoar,
    like a three-year-old heifer.
For by the Ascent of Luhith
    they shall go up with weeping;
for in the way of Horonaim
    they shall raise up a cry of destruction,
for the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate;
    surely the grass is withered away;
the grass fails,
    there is no green thing.

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