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Therefore I wail over Moab,
for all Moab I cry out,
I moan for the men of Kir Hareseth.
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I weep for you, as Jazer weeps,
O vines of Sibmah.
Your branches spread as far as the sea;
they reached as far as the sea of Jazer.
The destroyer has fallen
on your ripened fruit and grapes.