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Isaiah 15:5 - Y'all Version Bible

5 My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.

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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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Isaiah 15:5
23 Tagairtí Cros  

Lot lifted up his eyes, and saw all the plain of the Jordan, that it was well-watered everywhere, before YHWH destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah, like the garden of YHWH, like the land of Egypt, as you go to Zoar.


they made war with Bera, king of Sodom; Birsha, king of Gomorrah; Shinab, king of Admah; Shemeber, king of Zeboiim; and the king of Bela (also called Zoar).


Hurry, escape there, for I can’t do anything until you get there.” Therefore the name of the city was called Zoar.


All the country wept with a loud voice, and all the people passed over. The king also himself passed over the brook Kidron, and all the people passed over toward the way of the wilderness.


David went up by the ascent of the Mount of Olives, and wept as he went up; and he had his head covered and went barefoot. All the people who were with him each covered his head, and they went up, weeping as they went up.


But now YHWH has spoken, saying, “Within three years, as a worker bound by contract would count them, the glory of Moab will be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude; and the remnant will be very small and feeble.”


For it is a day of confusion, and of treading down, and of perplexity from the Lord, YHWH Almighty, in the valley of vision, a breaking down of the walls, and a crying to the mountains.”


Their feet run to evil, and they hurry to shed innocent blood. Their thoughts are thoughts of iniquity. Desolation and destruction are in their paths.


But if y’all won’t listen, my soul will weep in secret for your pride. My eye will weep-and-weep, and overflow with tears, because YHWH’s flock has been taken captive.


As for me, I have not hurried from being a your shepherd. You know I haven’t longed for the day of sickness. What came out of my lips was before your face.


My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.


Destruction on destruction is decreed, for the whole land is laid waste. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, and my curtains gone in a moment.


The sound of a cry from Horonaim, desolation and great destruction!


For they will go up by the ascent of Luhith with continual weeping. For at the descent of Horonaim they have heard the distress of the cry of destruction.


The earth trembles at the noise of the taking of Babylon. The cry is heard among the nations.


I will weep and wail for the mountains, and lament for the pastures of the wilderness, because they are burned up, so that no one passes through; Men can’t hear the voice of the livestock. Both the birds of the sky and the animals have fled. They are gone.


Woe to you, Moab! You are undone, people of Chemosh! He has given his sons as fugitives, and his daughters into captivity, to Sihon king of the Amorites.


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