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My heart cries out for Moab;
    her fugitives flee to Zoar,
    to (A)Eglath-shelishiyah.
For at the (B)ascent of Luhith
    they go up weeping;
on the road to (C)Horonaim
    they raise a cry of destruction;

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36 Therefore my heart moans for Moab like a flute, and my heart moans like a flute for the men of (A)Kir-hareseth. (B)Therefore the riches they gained have perished.

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