Isaiah 15
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Isaiah 15
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The burden of Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to nought; for in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to nought. | The word about Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer; for in a night Kir of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer. |
They are gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep: Moab waileth over Nebo, and over Medeba; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is cut off. | The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places, weeping: Moab is sounding her cry of sorrow over Nebo, and over Medeba: everywhere the hair of the head and of the face is cut off. |
In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one waileth, weeping abundantly. | In their streets they are covering themselves with haircloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their public places, there is crying and bitter weeping. |
And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz: therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul trembleth within him. | Heshbon is crying out, and Elealeh; their voice is sounding even to Jahaz: for this cause the heart of Moab is shaking; his soul is shaking with fear. |
My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles [flee] unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction. | My heart is crying out for Moab; her people go in flight to Zoar, and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for they go up with weeping by the slope of Luhith; on the way to Horonaim they send up a cry of destruction. |
For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the tender grass faileth, there is no green thing. | The waters of Nimrim will become dry: for the grass is burned up, the young grass is coming to an end, every green thing is dead. |
Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away over the brook of the willows. | For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants. |
For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the wailing thereof unto Eglaim, and the wailing thereof unto Beer-elim. | For the cry has gone round the limits of Moab; as far as to Eglaim and Beer-elim. |
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon them of Moab that escape, and upon the remnant of the land. | For the waters of Dimon are full of blood: and I'm sending even more on Moab, a lion on those of Moab who go in flight, and on the rest of the land. |