³⁶ “So my heart laments^(A) for Moab like the music of a pipe;
    it laments like a pipe for the people of Kir Hareseth.^(B)
    The wealth they acquired^(C) is gone.

⁷ So the wealth they have acquired^(A) and stored up
    they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.

¹¹ My heart laments for Moab^(A) like a harp,^(B)
    my inmost being^(C) for Kir Hareseth.

⁵ 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)