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Rh :The howling thereof unto Eglaim,
 * And the howling thereof unto Beerelim.
 * For the waters of Dimon are full of blood;
 * For I will bring yet more upon Dimon,
 * A lion upon him that escapeth of Moab,
 * And upon the remnant of the land.


 * Send ye the lambs for the ruler of the land
 * From the crags that are toward the wilderness,
 * Unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
 * For it shall be that, as wandering birds,
 * As a scattered nest,
 * So shall the daughters of Moab be
 * At the fords of Arnon.
 * 'Give counsel, execute justice;
 * Make thy shadow as the night in the midst of the noonday;
 * Hide the outcasts; betray not the fugitive.
 * Let mine outcasts dwell with thee;
 * As for Moab, be thou a covert to him from the face of the spoiler.'
 * For the extortion is at an end, spoiling ceaseth,
 * They that trampled down are consumed out of the land;
 * And a throne is established through mercy,
 * And there sitteth thereon in truth, in the tent of David,
 * One that judgeth, and seeketh justice, and is ready in righteousness.


 * We have heard of the pride of Moab;
 * He is very proud;
 * Even of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his arrogancy,
 * His ill-founded boastings.
 * Therefore shall Moab wail for Moab,
 * Every one shall wail; for the sweet cakes of Kir-hareseth shall ye mourn,
 * Sorely stricken.
 * For the fields of Heshbon languish,
 * And the vine of Sibmah,
 * Whose choice plants did overcome
 * The lords of nations;
 * They reached even unto Jazer,
 * They wandered into the wilderness;
 * Her branches were spread abroad,
 * They passed over the sea.
 * Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer
 * For the vine of Sibmah;
 * I will water thee with my tears,
 * O Heshbon, and Elealeh;
 * For upon thy summer fruits and upon thy harvest
 * The battle shout is fallen.
 * And gladness and joy are taken away
 * Out of the fruitful field;
 * And in the vineyards there shall be no singing,
 * Neither shall there be shouting;
 * No treader shall tread out wine in the presses;
 * I have made the vintage shout to cease.
 * Wherefore my heart moaneth like a harp for Moab,
 * And mine inward parts for Kir-heres.

And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab hath wearied himself upon the high place, that he shall come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not prevail

This is the word that the spoke concerning Moab in time past. But now the hath spoken, saying: 'Within three years, as the