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31 So I weep over Moab.
    I cry for all Moab’s people.
    I groan for the people of Kir Hareseth.
32 I weep for you as Jazer weeps,
    you vines of Sibmah.
Your branches used to spread out.
    They went all the way down to the Dead Sea.
    They reached as far as the sea of Jazer.
The one who destroys your country
    has taken away your grapes and ripe fruit.
33 Joy has left your orchards.
    Gladness is gone from your fields.
I have stopped the flow of juice from your winepresses.
    No one stomps on your grapes with shouts of joy.
There are shouts.
    But they are not shouts of joy.

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