The cities they tore down, [on] every good tract of land they threw stones until it was filled up, every spring of water they stopped up, and every good tree they felled. They let the stone walls at Kir Hareseth remain, but the slingers surrounded and attacked it.

Therefore Moab wails; all of it wails for Moab, for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth you moan, {utterly devastated}.