⁵ My heart cries out for Moab;
    her fugitives flee to Zoar,
    to ^(A)Eglath-shelishiyah.
For at the ^(B)ascent of Luhith
    they go up weeping;
on the road to ^(C)Horonaim
    they raise a cry of destruction;

⁶ the waters of ^(A)Nimrim
    are a desolation;
the grass is withered, the vegetation fails,
    the greenery is no more.