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| 15:1 | 
                                 
                                    An oracle concerning Moab. Because Ar is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone; because Kir is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone.
                                 
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| 15:2 | 
                                 
                                    Dibon has gone up to the temple, to the high places to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. On every head is baldness, every beard is shorn;
                                 
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| 15:3 | 
                                 
                                    in the streets they bind on sackcloth; on the housetops and in the squares everyone wails and melts in tears.
                                 
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| 15:4 | 
                                 
                                    Heshbon and Elealeh cry out, their voices are heard as far as Jahaz; therefore the loins of Moab quiver; his soul trembles.
                                 
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| 15:5 | 
                                 
                                    My heart cries out for Moab; his fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah. For at the ascent of Luhith they go up weeping; on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of destruction;
                                 
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| 15:6 | 
                                 
                                    the waters of Nimrim are a desolation; the grass is withered, the new growth fails, the verdure is no more.
                                 
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| 15:7 | 
                                 
                                    Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Wadi of the Willows.
                                 
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| 15:8 | 
                                 
                                    For a cry has gone around the land of Moab; the wailing reaches to Eglaim, the wailing reaches to Beer-elim.
                                 
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| 15:9 | 
                                 
                                    For the waters of Dibon are full of blood; yet I will bring upon Dibon even more-- a lion for those of Moab who escape, for the remnant of the land.
                                 
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