Isaiah 15

1 The burden of Moab: Because in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, it has been cut off! Because in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, it has been cut off!

2 He has gone up to Bajith and to Dibon, [to] the high places to weep. Over Nebo and over Medeba Moab is wailing. On all its heads [is] baldness, [and] every beard is cut off.

3 In its streets they have girded on sackcloth; on its rooftops and in the square, everyone wails, going down with weeping.

4 And Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; as far as Jahaz their voice is heard. Upon thus the armed ones of Moab cry out; his soul trembles within him.

5 My heart cries out for Moab, [for] her fugitives [are] as far as Zoar, [to] Eglath-Shelishiyyah; for the Ascent of Luhith—with weeping he goes up on it; for on the road of Horonaim they raise up a cry [from] destruction.

6 For the waters of Nimrim have become desolations, for the grass has withered away; the vegetation is finished—nothing green is there.

7 Upon thus, the abundance he made and their store, they carry them over the Brook of the Willows.

8 For the outcry has gone all around the borders of Moab; as far as Eglaim [is] her howling, and her howling [is in] Beer-elim.

9 For the waters of Dimon have been full of blood, for I will put upon Dimon added [things]: A lion for the survivor of Moab, and for the remnant of the land.