Kir-Haraseth

“They destroyed the cities, and each man threw stones on every good field until it was covered. They stopped up every spring and cut down every good tree. Only Kir-haraseth was left with stones in place, but men with slings surrounded it and attacked it as well.”

“Therefore let Moab wail; let them wail together for Moab. Moan for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, you who are utterly stricken.”

“Therefore my heart laments for Moab like a harp, my inmost being for Kir-heres.”

“Therefore I will wail for Moab; I will cry out for all of Moab; I will moan for the men of Kir-heres.”

“Therefore My heart laments like a flute for Moab; it laments like a flute for the men of Kir-heres, because the wealth they acquired has perished.”

“This is the burden against Moab: Ar in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night! Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a night!”