مُدُنُ عَرُوعِيرَ مَتْرُوكَةٌ. تَكُونُ لِلْقُطْعَانِ، فَتَرْبِضُ وَلَيْسَ مَنْ يُخِيفُ.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken: they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.