H3872–לוּחִית–lu.chit

My heart `is' toward Moab, Cry do her fugitives unto Zoar, a heifer of the third `year', For -- the ascent of Luhith -- With weeping he goeth up in it, For, in the way of Horonaim, A cry of destruction they wake up.

הַלּוּחִ֗ית (לּוּחִ֗ית) lu.Chit “Luhith”

For the ascent of Luhith with weeping, Go up doth weeping, For in the descent of Horonaim Adversaries a cry of desolation have heard.

הַלּוּחִ֔ית (לּוּחִ֔ית) lu.chot “Luhith”