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Isaiah 15:5 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

5 My heart cries out over Moab, whose fugitives flee as far as Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah; they go up the Ascent of Luhith weeping; they raise a cry of destruction on the road to Horonaim.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee unto Zoar, an heifer of three years old: for by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 My heart cries out for Moab; his nobles and other fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah [like a heifer three years old]. For with weeping they go up the ascent of Luhith; for on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of destruction. [Jer. 48:5.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 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.

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Common English Bible

5 My heart cries out for Moab. Its fugitives flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishiyah. At the ascent of Luhith, each will go up with weeping. On the road to Horonaim, they will raise a piercing cry.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 My heart will cry out to Moab; its bars will cry out even to Zoar, like a three-year-old calf. For they will ascend weeping, by way of the ascent of Luhith. And along the way of Horonaim, they will lift up a cry of contrition.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 My heart shall cry to Moab, the bars thereof shall flee unto Segor, a heifer of three years old. For by the ascent of Luith they shall go up weeping: and in the way of Oronaim they shall lift up a cry of destruction.

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Isaiah 15:5
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Lot looked out and saw that the entire plain  of the Jordan  as far as Zoar  was well watered everywhere like the Lord’s garden  and the land of Egypt. (This was before the Lord destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah.)


waged war against King Bera of Sodom, King Birsha of Gomorrah, King Shinab of Admah, and King Shemeber of Zeboiim,  as well as the king of Bela (that is, Zoar  ).


Hurry up! Run to it, for I cannot do anything until you get there.’ Therefore the name of the city is Zoar.  ,


Everyone in the countryside was weeping loudly while all the people were marching out of the city. As the king was crossing the Kidron Valley, all the people were marching past on the road that leads to the wilderness.


David was climbing the slope of the Mount of Olives,  weeping as he ascended. His head was covered,  and he was walking barefoot.  All of the people with him covered their heads and went up, weeping as they ascended.


And now the Lord says, ‘In three years, as a hired worker counts years,  Moab’s splendour will become an object of contempt, in spite of a very large population. And those who are left will be few and weak.’


For the Lord God of Armies had a day of tumult, trampling, and confusion in the Valley of Vision – people shouting  and crying to the mountains;


Their feet run after evil, and they rush to shed innocent blood. Their thoughts are sinful thoughts; ruin and wretchedness are in their paths.


But if you will not listen, my innermost being will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, for the Lord’s flock  has been taken captive.


But I have not run away from being your shepherd, and I have not longed for the fatal day. You know my words were spoken in your presence.


My anguish, my anguish!  I writhe in agony! Oh, the pain in   my heart! My heart pounds; I cannot be silent. For you, my soul, have heard the sound of the ram’s horn – the shout of battle.


Disaster after disaster  is reported because the whole land is destroyed. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, my tent curtains, in a moment.


A voice cries out from Horonaim, ‘devastation and a crushing blow! ’


For on the Ascent to Luhith they will be weeping continually, and on the descent to Horonaim will be heard cries of distress over the destruction:


At the sound of Babylon’s conquest the earth will quake; a cry will be heard among the nations.


I will raise weeping and a lament over the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness grazing land, for they have been so scorched that no one passes through. The sound of cattle is no longer heard. From the birds of the sky to the animals, everything has fled #– #they have gone away.


Woe to you, Moab! You have been destroyed, people of Chemosh! He gave up his sons as refugees, and his daughters into captivity to Sihon the Amorite king.


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