Isaiah 15 An Oracle concerning Moab1 An oracle concerning Moab. Because Ar is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone; because Kir is laid waste in a night, Moab is undone. 2 Daughter Dibon has gone up to the high places to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. Every head is shaved; every beard is shorn; 3 in the streets they bind on sackcloth; on the housetops and in the squares everyone wails and melts in tears. 4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voices are heard as far as Jahaz; therefore the loins of Moab quiver; his soul trembles. 5 My heart cries out for Moab; his fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah. For at the ascent of Luhith they go up weeping; on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of destruction; 6 the waters of Nimrim are a desolation; the grass is withered; the new growth fails; vegetation is no more. 7 Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Wadi of the Willows. 8 For a cry has gone around the land of Moab; the wailing reaches to Eglaim; the wailing reaches to Beer-elim. 9 For the waters of Dibon are full of blood, yet I will bring upon Dibon even more— a lion for those of Moab who escape, for the remnant of the land. |
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