⁵ My heart cries out^(A) over Moab;^(B)
    her fugitives^(C) flee as far as Zoar,^(D)
    as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
    weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim^(E)
    they lament their destruction.^(F)

¹⁵ Look down from heaven^(A) and see,
    from your lofty throne,^(B) holy and glorious.
Where are your zeal^(C) and your might?
    Your tenderness and compassion^(D) are withheld^(E) from us.

³⁶ “So my heart laments^(A) for Moab like the music of a pipe;
    it laments like a pipe for the people of Kir Hareseth.^(B)
    The wealth they acquired^(C) is gone.