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(1.0004111182796) | 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 |
(1.0004111182796) | 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 |
(0.84633006451613) | Isa 15:5 | My heart cries out because of Moab’s plight, 1 and for the fugitives 2 stretched out 3 as far as Zoar and Eglath Shelishiyah. For they weep as they make their way up the ascent of Luhith; they loudly lament their demise on the road to Horonaim. 4 |