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11 Therefore for Moab
    my heart moans like a lyre,
    my inmost being for Kir-hareseth.(A)

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11 My heart laments for Moab(A) like a harp,(B)
    my inmost being(C) for Kir Hareseth.

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My loins burn with fever;
    there is no wholesomeness in my flesh.

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I am feeble and utterly crushed;(A)
    I groan(B) in anguish of heart.(C)

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