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Isa 16:7

So Moab wails over its demise 1  – they all wail! Completely devastated, they moan about what has happened to the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth. 2

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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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