2 There is no more praise of Moab, In Heshbon they devised against it evil: Come, and we cut it off from 'being' a nation, Also, O Madmen, thou art cut off, After thee goeth a sword.
3 A voice of a cry 'is' from Horonaim, Spoiling and great destruction.
4 Destroyed hath been Moab, Caused a cry to be heard have her little ones.
5 For the ascent of Luhith with weeping, Go up doth weeping, For in the descent of Horonaim Adversaries a cry of desolation have heard.
6 Flee ye, deliver yourselves, Ye are as a naked thing in a wilderness.
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