<p class="poetry">So Moab wails over its demise<n id="1" /> &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">they all wail!p> <p class="poetry">Completely devastated, they moanp> <p class="poetry">about what has happened to the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.<n id="2" />p>

They tore down the cities and each man threw a stone into every cultivated field until they were covered.<n id="1" /> They stopped up every spring and chopped down every productive tree.p> <p class="bodytext">Only Kir Hareseth was left intact,<n id="2" /> but the slingers surrounded it and attacked it.