Isaiah 15:4-6
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My heart cries out over Moab,
whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar,(B)
to Eglath-shelishiyah;
they go up the slope of Luhith weeping;
they raise a cry of destruction
on the road to Horonaim.
6 whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar,(B)
to Eglath-shelishiyah;
they go up the slope of Luhith weeping;
they raise a cry of destruction
on the road to Horonaim.
The waters of Nimrim(C) are desolate;
the grass is withered, the foliage is gone,
and the vegetation has vanished.
the grass is withered, the foliage is gone,
and the vegetation has vanished.
Footnotes:
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Isaiah 15:4: Lit out, he trembles within himself