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10 Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruitful field.
In the vineyards, no singing for joy no happy shouting,
    no treading wine in the presses.
I have made the shouting stop.
11 Therefore my heart moans for Moab
    like a lyre,
and my inward part for Kir-heres.
12 So it will be, when Moab is
weary upon the high place
and comes to his sanctuary to pray,
it will do him no good.

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