My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles flee unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.

My heart is crying out for Moab; her people go in flight to Zoar, and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for they go up with weeping by the slope of Luhith; on the way to Horonaim they send up a cry of destruction.

Η καρδια μου θελει αναβοησει δια τον Μωαβ· οι φυγαδες αυτου θελουσι τρεξει εως Σηγωρ ως τριετης δαμαλις· διοτι κλαιοντες θελουσιν αναβη δια της αναβασεως της Λουειθ· διοτι εν τη οδω της Οροναιμ θελουσιν υψωσει φωνην εξολοθρευμου·

My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee unto Zoar, an heifer of three years old: for by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.