²⁰ And he saith, `Bring to me a new dish, and place there salt;' and they bring `it' unto him,

⁴⁵ and Abimelech hath fought against the city all that day, and captureth the city, and the people who `are' in it he hath slain, and he breaketh down the city, and soweth it `with' salt.

¹¹ Its miry and its marshy places -- they are not healed; to salt they have been given up.

⁹ Therefore, I live, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts, God of Israel, Surely, Moab is as Sodom, And the sons of Ammon as Gomorrah, An overrunning of nettles and salt-pits, And a desolation -- unto the age. A residue of My people do seize them, And a remnant of My nation inherit them.