4:19 I said,
“Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach!
I writhe in anguish.
Oh, the pain in my heart!
My heart pounds within me.
I cannot keep silent.
For I hear the sound of the trumpet;
the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul!
15:5 My heart cries out because of Moab’s plight,
and for the fugitives
For they weep as they make their way up the ascent of Luhith;
they loudly lament their demise on the road to Horonaim.
16:11 So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp,
my inner being sighs
63:15 Look down from heaven and take notice,
from your holy, majestic palace!
Where are your zeal
Do not hold back your tender compassion!