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We have heard about proud Moab—
    about its pride and arrogance and rage.
    But all that boasting has disappeared.
The entire land of Moab weeps.
    Yes, everyone in Moab mourns
for the cakes of raisins from Kir-hareseth.
    They are all gone now.
The farms of Heshbon are abandoned;
    the vineyards at Sibmah are deserted.
The rulers of the nations have broken down Moab—
    that beautiful grapevine.
Its tendrils spread north as far as the town of Jazer
    and trailed eastward into the wilderness.
Its shoots reached so far west
    that they crossed over the Dead Sea.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. 16:8 Hebrew the sea.

We have heard of Moab’s(A) pride(B)
    how great is her arrogance!—
of her conceit, her pride and her insolence;
    but her boasts are empty.
Therefore the Moabites wail,(C)
    they wail together for Moab.
Lament and grieve
    for the raisin cakes(D) of Kir Hareseth.(E)
The fields of Heshbon(F) wither,(G)
    the vines of Sibmah(H) also.
The rulers of the nations
    have trampled down the choicest vines,(I)
which once reached Jazer(J)
    and spread toward the desert.
Their shoots spread out(K)
    and went as far as the sea.[a](L)

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 16:8 Probably the Dead Sea