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2 He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon, To the high places, to weep; Upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth; On all their heads is baldness, Every beard is shaven. 3 In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; On their housetops, and in their broad places, Every one howleth, weeping profusely. 4 And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; Their voice is heard even unto Jahaz; Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; His soul is faint within him. 5 My heart crieth out for Moab; Her fugitives reach unto Zoar, A heifer of three years old; For by the ascent of Luhith With weeping they go up; For in the way of Horonaim They raise up a cry of destruction. Isaiah 15:2-5, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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