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Jazer weeps for the vines of Sibmah.
    And so do I.
Heshbon and Elealeh,
    I soak you with my tears!
There isn’t any ripe fruit for people to shout about.
    There isn’t any harvest to make them happy.
10 Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards.
    No one sings or shouts in the vineyards.
No one stomps on grapes at the winepresses.
    That’s because the Lord has put an end to the shouting.
11 My heart mourns over Moab like a song of sadness played on a harp.
    Deep down inside me I mourn over Kir Hareseth.

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So I weep,(A) as Jazer weeps,
    for the vines of Sibmah.
Heshbon and Elealeh,(B)
    I drench you with tears!(C)
The shouts of joy(D) over your ripened fruit
    and over your harvests(E) have been stilled.
10 Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards;(F)
    no one sings or shouts(G) in the vineyards;
no one treads(H) out wine at the presses,(I)
    for I have put an end to the shouting.
11 My heart laments for Moab(J) like a harp,(K)
    my inmost being(L) for Kir Hareseth.

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Therefore I will bewail with the weeping of Jazer the vine of Sibmah: I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh: for the shouting for thy summer fruits and for thy harvest is fallen.

10 And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease.

11 Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kirharesh.

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