The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!

“从何罗念有喊荒凉大毁灭的哀声：

从何罗念有哀号声：“荒凉！大毁灭！”

从何罗念有哀号声：“荒凉！大毁灭！”

“从何罗念传来呼喊声，‘荒凉了！毁灭了！’

从何罗念传出哀号的声音，说：‘荒凉了，大大毁灭了！’

從何羅念有喊荒涼大毀滅的哀聲：

從何羅念有哀號聲：「荒涼！大毀滅！」

從何羅念有哀號聲：「荒涼！大毀滅！」

「從何羅念傳來呼喊聲，『荒涼了！毀滅了！』

從何羅念傳出哀號的聲音，說：‘荒涼了，大大毀滅了！’

『從何羅念有哀叫的聲音，毁滅和大破毁！

自何羅念有聲曰、荒蕪矣、毀壞大哉、

自何囉念已聞殘賊攻擊之聲、

何羅念傾毀、大遭災害、哀號之聲遠聞、

Cries of anguish arise from Horonaim, cries of great havoc and destruction.

Cries of sorrow come from Horonaim. The town is being completely destroyed.

“ A voice! A cry from Horonaim,‘ Desolation and great destruction!’

Listen to the cries from Horonaim, cries of devastation and great destruction.

A voice cries out from Horonaim,“ devastation and a crushing blow!”

The sound of an outcry from Horonaim,‘ Devastation and great destruction!’

A voice of crying shall be from Horonaim:‘ Plundering and great destruction!’

The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!

A voice cries out from Horonaim,“ devastation and great disaster!”

A voice of crying[ shall be] from Horonaim, spoiling and great destruction.

Cries of anguish will arise in Horonaim,‘ Oh, the ruin and great destruction!’

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.

From the cry of Heshbon even to Elealeh, even to Jahaz they have uttered their voice, from Zoar even to Horonaim, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for the waters of Nimrim will also become desolate.

For they will go up by the ascent of Luhith with continual weeping. For at the descent of Horonaim they have heard the distress of the cry of destruction.

Yahweh says:“ Behold, waters rise up out of the north, and will become an overflowing stream, and will overflow the land and all that is therein, the city and those who dwell therein. The men will cry, and all the inhabitants of the land will wail.

Therefore Moab will wail for Moab. Everyone will wail. You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth, utterly stricken.For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.

They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off.

Therefore I said,“ Look away from me. I will weep bitterly. Don’t labor to comfort me for the destruction of the daughter of my people.

For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.

Destruction on destruction is decreed, for the whole land is laid waste. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, and my curtains gone in a moment.How long will I see the standard and hear the sound of the trumpet?