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Isa 16:11

So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, 1  my inner being sighs 2  for Kir Hareseth. 3

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Isa 17:1

Here is a message about Damascus: “Look, Damascus is no longer a city, it is a heap of ruins!

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