My heart cries out because of Moab’s plight, and for the fugitives stretched out as far as Zoar and Eglath Shelishiyah. For they weep as they make their way up the ascent of Luhith; they loudly lament their demise on the road to Horonaim.

我心为摩押悲哀；他的贵胄逃到琐珥，到伊基拉施利施亚。他们上鲁希坡，随走随哭；在何罗念的路上，因毁灭举起哀声。

我的心为摩押哀号；它的难民逃到琐珥，逃到伊基拉‧施利施亚。他们上鲁希坡，随走随哭，在何罗念的路上，因毁灭发出哀声。

我的心为摩押哀号；它的难民逃到琐珥，逃到伊基拉‧施利施亚。他们上鲁希坡，随走随哭，在何罗念的路上，因毁灭发出哀声。

我为摩押感到悲哀。她的人民逃难到琐珥和伊基拉·施利施亚。他们上到鲁希斜坡，边走边哭，在去何罗念的路上为自己的不幸哀哭。

我的心为摩押哀号，它的逃民一直去到琐珥，如同一头三岁大的牝牛，要挣脱苦轭，他们登上鲁希的山坡，随走随哭，他们在何罗念的路上，发出灭亡的哀号。

我的心为摩押哀鸣，它的逃亡者远至琐珥和伊基拉-施利施亚；他们哭泣着上鲁希斜坡，在何罗念的路上因败亡而发出哀声。

我心為摩押悲哀；他的貴冑逃到瑣珥，到伊基拉‧施利施亞。他們上魯希坡，隨走隨哭；在何羅念的路上，因毀滅舉起哀聲。

我的心為摩押哀號；它的難民逃到瑣珥，逃到伊基拉‧施利施亞。他們上魯希坡，隨走隨哭，在何羅念的路上，因毀滅發出哀聲。

我的心為摩押哀號；它的難民逃到瑣珥，逃到伊基拉‧施利施亞。他們上魯希坡，隨走隨哭，在何羅念的路上，因毀滅發出哀聲。

我為摩押感到悲哀。她的人民逃難到瑣珥和伊基拉·施利施亞。他們上到魯希斜坡，邊走邊哭，在去何羅念的路上為自己的不幸哀哭。

我的心為摩押哀號，它的逃民一直去到瑣珥，如同一頭三歲大的牝牛，要掙脫苦軛，他們登上魯希的山坡，隨走隨哭，他們在何羅念的路上，發出滅亡的哀號。

我的心為了摩押而哀呼；他的逃民逃到瑣珥，伊基拉、施利施亞；他們由魯希的上坡哭着哭着上去；在何羅念的路上他們激起了毁滅的哀呼聲。

我的心為摩押哀鳴，它的逃亡者遠至瑣珥和伊基拉-施利施亞；他們哭泣著上魯希斜坡，在何羅念的路上因敗亡而發出哀聲。

我心為摩押而悲哀、其顯者逃往瑣珥、遁至伊基拉施利施亞、登魯希阪而哭泣、在何羅念路、因敗亡而舉哀、

我心為摩押哀、避難之民、聲聞瑣耳、與三歲之牛長鳴相若、陟路歙岡則哭、至何囉念、見其被毀、則為之哀、

我心為摩押而悲哀、其避難之民、逃至瑣珥、逃至伊基拉施利施亞、逃至伊基拉施利施亞或作聲與三歲之牝犢鳴相若登魯希坡哭泣、在何羅念道、因傾敗而放聲哀號、

My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath Shelishiyah. They go up the hill to Luhith, weeping as they go; on the road to Horonaim they lament their destruction.

My heart cries out over Moab. Some who run away get as far as Zoar. Others run all the way to Eglath Shelishiyah. Others go up the hill to Luhith. They are weeping as they go. Still others travel the road to Horonaim. They sing a song of sadness because their town is being destroyed.

My heart cries out for Moab; her fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah. For at the ascent of Luhith they go up weeping; on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of destruction;

My heart weeps for Moab. Its people flee to Zoar and Eglath shelishiyah. Weeping, they climb the road to Luhith. Their cries of distress can be heard all along the road to Horonaim.

My heart cries out over Moab, whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah; they go up the Ascent of Luhith weeping; they raise a cry of destruction on the road to Horonaim.

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; Indeed, on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of distress over their collapse.

“ My heart will cry out for Moab; His fugitives shall flee to Zoar, Like a three-year-old heifer. For by the Ascent of Luhith They will go up with weeping; For in the way of Horonaim They will raise up a cry of destruction,

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 cries out over Moab, whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah; they go up the slope of Luhith weeping; they raise a cry of destruction on the road to Horonaim.

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.

My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.

Indeed they will climb the slopes of Luhith, weeping continually as they go. For on the road down to Horonaim they will hear the cries of distress over the destruction.

I see one destruction after another taking place, so that the whole land lies in ruins. I see our tents suddenly destroyed, their curtains torn down in a mere instant.

So I will weep with sorrow for Moab. I will cry out in sadness for all of Moab. I will moan for the people of Kir Heres.I will weep for the grapevines of Sibmah just like the town of Jazer weeps over them. Their branches once spread as far as the Dead Sea. They reached as far as the town of Jazer. The destroyer will ravage her fig, date, and grape crops.Joy and gladness will disappear from the fruitful land of Moab. I will stop the flow of wine from the winepresses. No one will stomp on the grapes there and shout for joy. The shouts there will be shouts of soldiers, not the shouts of those making wine.Cries of anguish raised from Heshbon and Elealeh will be sounded as far as Jahaz. They will be sounded from Zoar as far as Horonaim and Eglath Shelishiyah. For even the waters of Nimrim will be dried up.I will put an end in Moab to those who make offerings at her places of worship. I will put an end to those who sacrifice to other gods. I, the LORD, affirm it!So my heart moans for Moab like a flute playing a funeral song. Yes, like a flute playing a funeral song, my heart moans for the people of Kir Heres. For the wealth they have gained will perish.

Now when Jesus approached and saw the city, he wept over it,saying,“ If you had only known on this day, even you, the things that make for peace! But now they are hidden from your eyes.For the days will come upon you when your enemies will build an embankment against you and surround you and close in on you from every side.They will demolish you– you and your children within your walls– and they will not leave within you one stone on top of another, because you did not recognize the time of your visitation from God.”

But I have not pestered you to bring disaster. I have not desired the time of irreparable devastation. You know that. You are fully aware of every word that I have spoken.

As David was going up the Mount of Olives, he was weeping as he went; his head was covered and his feet were bare. All the people who were with him also had their heads covered and were weeping as they went up.

All the land was weeping loudly as all these people were leaving. As the king was crossing over the Kidron Valley, all the people were leaving on the road that leads to the desert.

I said,“ Indeed, let them come quickly and sing a song of mourning for us. Let them wail loudly until tears stream from our own eyes and our eyelids overflow with water.For the sound of wailing is soon to be heard in Zion. They will wail,‘ We are utterly ruined! We are completely disgraced! For our houses have been torn down and we must leave our land.’”

Lot looked up and saw the whole region of the Jordan. He noticed that all of it was well-watered( before the LORD obliterated Sodom and Gomorrah) like the garden of the LORD, like the land of Egypt, all the way to Zoar.

I said,“ I will weep and mourn for the grasslands on the mountains, I will sing a mournful song for the pastures in the wilderness because they are so scorched no one travels through them. The sound of livestock is no longer heard there. Even the birds in the sky and the wild animals in the fields have fled and are gone.”

So I weep along with Jazer over the vines of Sibmah. I will saturate you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh, for the conquering invaders shout triumphantly over your fruit and crops.Joy and happiness disappear from the orchards, and in the vineyards no one rejoices or shouts; no one treads out juice in the wine vats– I have brought the joyful shouts to an end.So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, my inner being sighs for Kir Hareseth.

But if you will not pay attention to this warning, I will weep alone because of your arrogant pride. I will weep bitterly and my eyes will overflow with tears because you, the LORD’s flock, will be carried into exile.”

Now the LORD makes this announcement:“ Within exactly three years Moab’s splendor will disappear, along with all her many people; there will be just a few, insignificant survivors left.”

went to war against Bera king of Sodom, Birsha king of Gomorrah, Shinab king of Admah, Shemeber king of Zeboiim, and the king of Bela( that is, Zoar).

For the sovereign master, the LORD who commands armies, has planned a day of panic, defeat, and confusion. In the Valley of Vision people shout and cry out to the hill.

Then I said,“ There is no cure for my grief! I am sick at heart!I hear my dear people crying out throughout the length and breadth of the land. They are crying,‘ Is the LORD no longer in Zion? Is her divine King no longer there?’” The LORD answers,“ Why then do they provoke me to anger with their images, with their worthless foreign idols?”

Run there quickly, for I cannot do anything until you arrive there.”( This incident explains why the town was called Zoar.)

I am telling the truth in Christ( I am not lying!), for my conscience assures me in the Holy Spirit–I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.For I could wish that I myself were accursed– cut off from Christ– for the sake of my people, my fellow countrymen,