Moab is the cooking pot of my hope. I will extend my shoe in Idumea; the foreigners have become my friends.
Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, Being bound in affliction and iron;
Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and in irons, [Luke 1:79.]
Such as sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, Being bound in affliction and iron,
Some of the redeemed had been sitting in darkness and deep gloom; they were prisoners suffering in chains
Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
