Isaiah 16:11
Therefore my heart shall sound like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kirharesh.
Therefore my heart shall sound like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kirharesh.
Therefore, my heart moans like a lyre for Moab, and my innermost being for Kir Hareseth.
Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-haresh.
Wherefore my heart soundeth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.
Wherfore my bely robled (as it had bene a lute) for Moabs sake, & myne inwarde membres, for the bryck walles sake.
Wherefore, my bowels shall sounde like an harpe for Moab, and mine inwarde partes for Ker-haresh.
Wherfore my bowels shall rumble like an Harpe for Moabs sake, & mine inwarde partes for the cities sake that is made of bricke.
Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kirharesh.
Why my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
Therefore my bowels for Moab as a harp do sound, And mine inward parts for Kir-Haresh.
Wherefore my heart soundeth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.
Wherefore my heart soundeth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.
For this cause the cords of my heart are sounding for Moab, and I am full of sorrow for Kir-heres.
Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, my inner being sighs for Kir Hareseth.
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36Therefore my heart shall sound for Moab like pipes, and my heart shall sound like pipes for the men of Kirheres, because the riches he has acquired are perished.
37For every head shall be bald and every beard clipped; upon all the hands shall be cuttings, and upon the loins sackcloth.
38There shall be lamentation generally upon all the housetops of Moab and in its streets, for I have broken Moab like a vessel in which is no pleasure, says the LORD.
39They shall howl, saying, 'How it is broken down! How has Moab turned his back with shame!' So Moab shall be a derision and a dismaying to all those around him.
31Therefore I will howl for Moab, and I will cry out for all Moab; my heart shall mourn for the men of Kirheres.
6We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud: even of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his wrath: but his lies shall not be so.
7Therefore Moab shall wail for Moab, everyone shall wail: for the foundations of Kirhareseth shall you mourn; surely they are stricken.
8For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah: the lords of the nations have broken down the principal plants of it, they have come even unto Jazer, they wandered through the wilderness: her branches are stretched out, they have gone over the sea.
9Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah: I will water you with my tears, O Heshbon and Elealeh: for the shouting for your summer fruits and for your harvest is fallen.
10And 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.
3In their streets they shall gird themselves with sackcloth; on the tops of their houses and in their streets, everyone shall wail, weeping abundantly.
4And Heshbon shall cry, and Elealeh: their voice shall be heard even to Jahaz; therefore the armed soldiers of Moab shall cry out; his life shall be grievous to him.
5My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee to Zoar, like a heifer of three years old: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping shall they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.
6For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the hay is withered away, the grass fails, there is no green thing.
7Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, they shall carry away to the brook of the willows.
8For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab; its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beerelim.
12And 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.
13This is the word that the LORD has spoken concerning Moab since that time.
14But now the LORD has spoken, saying, Within three years, as the years of a hired worker, the glory of Moab shall be despised, with all that great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and feeble.
19My heart, my heart! I am pained at my very heart; my heart makes a noise in me; I cannot hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
31My harp is also turned to mourning, and my flute to the voice of those who weep.
33Joy and gladness are taken from the plentiful field and from the land of Moab; and I have caused wine to fail from the winepresses; none shall tread with shouting; their shouting shall be no shouting.
34From the cry of Heshbon even to Elealeh and to Jahaz they have uttered their voice, from Zoar to Horonaim, as an heifer of three years old; for the waters also of Nimrim shall be desolate.
1The burden of Moab. Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste and brought to silence; because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste and brought to silence.
16The calamity of Moab is near to come, and his affliction hastens quickly.
17All you who are around him, bemoan him; and all you who know his name say, 'How is the strong staff broken, the beautiful rod!'
41Kerioth is taken, and the strongholds are surprised, and the mighty men's hearts in Moab in that day shall be like the heart of a woman in her pangs.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
2But I will send a fire upon Moab, and it shall devour the palaces of Kerioth: and Moab shall die with tumult, with shouting, and with the sound of the trumpet:
3A voice of crying shall be heard from Horonaim, plundering and great destruction.
4Moab is destroyed; her little ones have set up a cry.
5For on the ascent of Luhith they will go up with continual weeping; for on the descent of Horonaim, the enemies have heard a cry of destruction.
20Moab is confounded, for it is broken down. Howl and cry; tell it in Arnon, that Moab is plundered.
11My eyes fail with tears, my heart is troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and infants faint in the streets of the city.
1Against Moab, thus says the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel: Woe to Nebo, for it is ruined; Kiriathaim is confounded and captured; Misgab is confounded and dismayed.
2For it shall be, that as a wandering bird cast out from the nest, the daughters of Moab shall be at the fords of Arnon.
9Therefore, behold, I will open the side of Moab from the cities, from his cities which are on his frontiers, the glory of the country, Beth-jeshimoth, Baal-meon, and Kiriathaim,
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
16Therefore the LORD, the God of hosts, the Lord, says thus; Wailing shall be in all streets; and they shall say in all the highways, Alas! alas! and they shall call the farmer to mourning, and such as are skilled in lamentation to wailing.
24And upon Kerioth, Bozrah, and upon all the cities of the land of Moab, far or near.
3Therefore my loins are filled with pain; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was bent over when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
18When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint within me.
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
13His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
16When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice; decay entered my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble. When he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.
7The new wine mourns, the vine languishes, all the merry-hearted do sigh.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
8Therefore I will wail and howl, I will go stripped and naked: I will make a wailing like the jackals, and mourning as the ostriches.
10For the mountains I will take up a weeping and wailing, and for the habitations of the wilderness a lamentation, because they are burned up, so that none can pass through them; neither can men hear the voice of the cattle; both the birds of the heavens and the beasts have fled; they are gone.