“Moab is crushed!” their outcry is heard in Zoar.
Blessed the one who seizes your children and smashes them against the rock.
Let that man be like the cities which the Lord relentlessly overthrew; Let him hear war cries in the morning, battle alarms at noonday,
Listen! an outcry from Horonaim, “Ruin and great destruction!”
Up the ascent of Luhith they go weeping; At the descent to Horonaim they hear cries of anguish: