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12 I am forgotten: gone from memory
like a dead person – like broken pottery.(A)

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38 On all the rooftops of Moab and in her public squares, everyone is mourning because I have shattered Moab like a jar no one wants.’(A) This is the Lord’s declaration.

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Israel is swallowed up!(A)
Now they are among the nations
like discarded pottery.(B)

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