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Isaiah 15:5

New American Bible - revised edition

My heart cries out for Moab, his fugitives reach Zoar, Eglath-shelishiyah: The ascent of Luhith they ascend weeping; On the way to Horonaim they utter rending cries;

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Lot looked about and saw how abundantly watered the whole Jordan Plain was as far as Zoar, like the Lord’s own garden, or like Egypt. This was before the Lord had destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah.

made war on Bera king of Sodom, Birsha king of Gomorrah, Shinab king of Admah, Shemeber king of Zeboiim, and the king of Bela (that is, Zoar),

Hurry, escape there! I cannot do anything until you arrive there.” That is why the town is called Zoar.

The whole land wept aloud as the last of the soldiers went by, and the king crossed the Wadi Kidron with all the soldiers moving on ahead of him by way of the ascent of the Mount of Olives, toward the wilderness. David and the Priests.

As David went up the ascent of the Mount of Olives, he wept without ceasing. His head was covered, and he was walking barefoot. All those who were with him also had their heads covered and were weeping as they went.

But now the Lord speaks: In three years, like the years of a hired laborer, the glory of Moab shall be empty despite all its great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and weak.

It is a day of panic, rout and confusion, from the Lord, the God of hosts, in the Valley of Vision Walls crash; a cry for help to the mountains.

Their feet run to evil, and they hasten to shed innocent blood; Their thoughts are thoughts of wickedness, violence and destruction are on their highways.

If you do not listen to this in your pride, I will weep many tears in secret; My eyes will run with tears for the Lord’s flock, led away to exile.

Yet I did not press you to send disaster; the day without remedy I have not desired. You know what passed my lips; it is present before you.

My body! my body! how I writhe! The walls of my heart! My heart beats wildly, I cannot be still; For I myself have heard the blast of the horn, the battle cry.

Ruin upon ruin is reported; the whole land is laid waste. In an instant my tents are ravaged; in a flash, my shelters.

Listen! an outcry from Horonaim, “Ruin and great destruction!”

Up the ascent of Luhith they go weeping; At the descent to Horonaim they hear cries of anguish:

At the cry “Babylon is captured!” the earth quakes; the outcry is heard among the nations.

I will turn Jerusalem into a heap of ruins, a haunt of jackals; The cities of Judah I will make a waste, where no one dwells.

Woe to you, Moab! You are no more, people of Chemosh! He let his sons become fugitives and his daughters be taken captive by the Amorite king Sihon.




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