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.

12 And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab is weary on the high place, that he shall come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not prevail.

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10 Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards;(A)
    no one sings or shouts(B) in the vineyards;
no one treads(C) out wine at the presses,(D)
    for I have put an end to the shouting.
11 My heart laments for Moab(E) like a harp,(F)
    my inmost being(G) for Kir Hareseth.
12 When Moab appears at her high place,(H)
    she only wears herself out;
when she goes to her shrine(I) to pray,
    it is to no avail.(J)

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