Rotherham(i)
7 Therefore shall, Moab, howl for, Moab, All that belong to her, shall wail,––For the ruins of Kir–hareseth, shall they moan out, Utterly stricken!
8 For, the fields of Heshbon, are withered––The vine of Sibmah, The owners of nations, have broken off ruddy branches, Unto Jazer, had they reached, They had spread abroad to the desert,––Her boughs, had stretched forth, had gone over to the sea.
9 For this cause, will I bewail, in the wailing of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I will drench thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh,––For, upon thy fruit–harvest, and upon thy grain–harvest, the battle–shout, hath fallen.