<p class="poetry">Wail, you people in Heshbon, because Ai in Ammon is destroyed.p> <p class="poetry">Cry out in anguish, you people in the villages surrounding<n id="1" /> Rabbah.p> <p class="poetry">Put on sackcloth and cry out in mourning.p> <p class="poetry">Run about covered with gashes.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">For your god Milcom will go into exilep> <p class="poetry">along with his priests and officials.<n id="3" />p>