Isaiah 15:5-7

Revised Standard Version

⁵ My heart cries out for Moab;
    his fugitives flee to Zo′ar,
    to Eg′lath-shelish′iyah.
For at the ascent of Luhith
    they go up weeping;
on the road to Horona′im
    they raise a cry of destruction;
⁶ the waters of Nimrim
    are a desolation;
the grass is withered, the new growth fails,
    the verdure is no more.
⁷ Therefore the abundance they have gained
    and what they have laid up
they carry away
    over the Brook of the Willows.