16:7 So Moab wails over its demise
they all wail!
Completely devastated, they moan
about what has happened to the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
16:11 So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp,
my inner being sighs
15:5 My heart cries out because of Moab’s plight,
and for the fugitives
For they weep as they make their way up the ascent of Luhith;
they loudly lament their demise on the road to Horonaim.