4. And cry doth Heshbon and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz heard hath been their voice, Therefore the armed ones of Moab do shout, His life hath been grievous to him.
5. My heart [is] toward Moab, Cry do her fugitives unto Zoar, a heifer of the third [year], For--the ascent of Luhith--With weeping he goeth up in it, For, in the way of Horonaim, A cry of destruction they wake up.
6. For, the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For, withered hath been the hay, Finished hath been the tender grass, A green thing there hath not been.
7. Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, Unto the brook of the willows they carry.