Isaiah 16:11
“(Verse 11) On this account, my belly will sound like a lyre for Moab, and my inward parts like a wall of cooked bricks. It is not to be understood as a chant of joy for the prophet, through which he rejoices that the enemies of the people of Israel have been made captive, but rather, he says, with affection and deep s…”
Source: Septuagint
11Therefore my belly shall sound as a harp for Moab, and thou hast repaired my inward parts as a wall.
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9Therefore will I weep as with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah; Heshbon and Elealeh have cast down thy trees; for I will trample on thy harvest and on thy vintages, and all thy plants shall fall.
10And gladness and rejoicing shall be taken away from the vineyards; and they shall not rejoice at all in thy vineyards; and they shall not at all tread wine into the vats; for the vintage has ceased.
— Isaiah 16:11 —
12And it shall be to thy shame (for Moab is wearied at the altars), that he shall go in to the idols thereof to pray, but they shall not be at all able to deliver him.
13This is the word which the Lord spoke against Moab, when he spoke.