Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



My heart cries out for Moab; His fugitives are as far as Zoar and Eglath-shelishiyah, For they go up the ascent of Luhith weeping; Surely on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of distress over their ruin. For the waters of Nimrim are desolate Surely the grass is withered, the tender grass died out, There is no green thing.


From the outcry at Heshbon even to Elealeh, even to Jahaz they have raised their voice, from Zoar even to Horonaim and to Eglath-shelishiyah; for even the waters of Nimrim will become desolate.

For the waters of Nimrim are desolate.
Surely the grass is withered, the tender grass died out,
There is no green thing.