Isaiah 15 - Revised Standard Version Revised Standard Version
Isaiah 15

¹ 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 The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. On every head is baldness, every beard is shorn;

³ in the streets they gird on sackcloth; on the housetops and in the squares every one wails and melts in tears.

⁴ Heshbon and Ele-aleh cry out, their voice is heard as far as Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; 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, the verdure is no more.

⁷ Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Brook of the Willows.

⁸ For a cry has gone round 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.