Woe is my heart for Moab's sake. They fled unto the city of Zoar, which is like a fair young bullock of three years old; they went up to Luhith, weeping. The way toward Horonaim was full of lamentation for the hurt.

But ye foolish princes of Zoan, ye wise counselors of Pharaoh, whose wit is turned to foolishness: How say ye unto Pharaoh, "I am come of wise people;

The princes of Zoan are become fools, and the princes of Noph are deceived: yea, they deceive Egypt with their nobility of their stock.

Your rulers have been at Zoan, and your messengers came unto Hanes.