5 My own heart cries out over Moʹab himself.+ The runaways thereof are as far along as Zoʹar+ [and] Egʹlath-she·liʹshi·yah.+ For on the ascent of Luʹhith+—with weeping [each] one goes up on it; for on the way to Hor·o·naʹim+ they arouse the outcry about the catastrophe.

36 That is why my own heart will be boisterous for Moʹab himself, just like flutes;+ and for the men of Kir-heʹres+ my very heart will be boisterous, just like flutes. That is why the very abundance that he has produced will certainly perish.+