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.

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 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 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.

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.

For on the Ascent to Luhith they will be weeping continually, and on the descent to Horonaim will be heard cries of distress over the destruction:

Disaster after disaster is reported because the whole land is destroyed. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, my tent curtains, in a moment.

Therefore, I will wail over Moab. I will cry out for Moab, all of it; he will moan for the men of Kir-heres.I will weep for you, vine of Sibmah, with more than the weeping for Jazer. Your tendrils have extended to the sea; they have reached to the sea and to Jazer. The destroyer has fallen on your summer fruit and grape harvest.Gladness and celebration are taken from the fertile field and from the land of Moab. I have stopped the flow of wine from the winepresses; no one will tread with shouts of joy. The shouting is not a shout of joy.“ There is a cry from Heshbon to Elealeh; they make their voices heard as far as Jahaz— from Zoar to Horonaim and Eglath-shelishiyah— because even the Waters of Nimrim have become desolate.In Moab, I will stop”— this is the LORD’s declaration—“ the one who offers sacrifices on the high place and burns incense to his gods.Therefore, my heart moans like flutes for Moab, and my heart moans like flutes for the people of Kir-heres. And therefore, the wealth he has gained has perished.

As he approached and saw the city, he wept for it,saying,“ If you knew this day what would bring peace— but now it is hidden from your eyes.For the days will come on you when your enemies will build a barricade around you, surround you, and hem you in on every side.They will crush you and your children among you to the ground, and they will not leave one stone on another in your midst, because you did not recognize the time when God visited you.”

But I have not run away from being your shepherd, and I have not longed for the fatal day. You know my words were spoken in your presence.

David was climbing the slope of the Mount of Olives, weeping as he ascended. His head was covered, and he was walking barefoot. All of the people with him covered their heads and went up, weeping as they ascended.

Everyone in the countryside was weeping loudly while all the people were marching out of the city. As the king was crossing the Kidron Valley, all the people were marching past on the road that leads to the wilderness.

Let them come quickly to raise a lament over us so that our eyes may overflow with tears, our eyelids be soaked with weeping.For a sound of lamentation is heard from Zion: How devastated we are. We are greatly ashamed, for we have abandoned the land; our dwellings have been torn down.

Lot looked out and saw that the entire plain of the Jordan as far as Zoar was well watered everywhere like the LORD’s garden and the land of Egypt.( This was before the LORD destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah.)

I will raise weeping and a lament over the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness grazing land, for they have been so scorched that no one passes through. The sound of cattle is no longer heard. From the birds of the sky to the animals, everything has fled— they have gone away.

So I join with Jazer to weep for the vines of Sibmah; I drench Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Triumphant shouts have fallen silent over your summer fruit and your harvest.Joy and rejoicing have been removed from the orchard; no one is singing or shouting for joy in the vineyards. No one tramples grapes in the winepresses. I have put an end to the shouting.Therefore I moan like the sound of a lyre for Moab, as does my innermost being for Kir-heres.

But if you will not listen, my innermost being will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, for the LORD’s flock has been taken captive.

And now the LORD says,“ In three years, as a hired worker counts years, Moab’s splendor will become an object of contempt, in spite of a very large population. And those who are left will be few and weak.”

waged war against King Bera of Sodom, King Birsha of Gomorrah, King Shinab of Admah, and King Shemeber of Zeboiim, as well as the king of Bela( that is, Zoar).

For the Lord GOD of Armies had a day of tumult, trampling, and confusion in the Valley of Vision— people shouting and crying to the mountains;

My joy has flown away; grief has settled on me. My heart is sick.Listen— the cry of my dear people from a faraway land,“ Is the LORD no longer in Zion, her King not within her?” Why have they angered me with their carved images, with their worthless foreign idols?

Hurry up! Run to it, for I cannot do anything until you get there.” Therefore the name of the city is Zoar.

I speak the truth in Christ— I am not lying; my conscience testifies to me through the Holy Spirit—that I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart.For I could wish that I myself were cursed and cut off from Christ for the benefit of my brothers and sisters, my own flesh and blood.