Hear the sound of their sobs along the road up to Luhith, the cries of distress on the way down to Horonaim.
My heart cries out for Moab! The people have fled to the town of Zoar, and to Eglath Shelishiyah. Some climb the road to Luhith, weeping as they go; some escape to Horonaim, grieving loudly.
The people of Horonaim cry out, ‘Violence! Destruction!’
“Moab has been destroyed; listen to the children crying.