E n los fértiles campos de Moab cesaron la alegría y el regocijo, pues yo hice que en sus lagares faltara el vino. Ya no cantan al pisar las uvas, ni tampoco lanzan gritos de alegría.
“So gladness and joy are taken away From the fruitful field, even from the land of Moab. And I have made the wine to cease from the wine presses; No one will tread them with shouting, The shouting will not be shouts of joy.
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