Book 12 : NEVIIM - ISAIAH - Chapter 015
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The burden of Moab. For in the night that Ar of Moab is
laid waste, he is brought to ruin; for in the night that Kir of Moab is laid
waste, he is brought to ruin
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He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon, to the high places,
to weep; upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth; on all their heads is
baldness, every beard is shaven
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In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on
their housetops, and in their broad places, every one howleth, weeping
profusely
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And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard
even unto Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul is faint
within him
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My heart crieth out for Moab; her fugitives reach unto Zoar,
a heifer of three years old; for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go
up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction
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For the Waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass
is withered away, the herbage faileth, there is no green thing
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Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which
they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows
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For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the
howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beer-elim
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For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring
yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant
of the land
Book 12 : NEVIIM - ISAIAH - Chapter 015
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