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وَحْيٌ مِنْ جِهَةِ مُوآبَ: إِنَّهُ فِي لَيْلَةٍ خَرِبَتْ عَارُ مُوآبَ وَهَلَكَتْ. إِنَّهُ فِي لَيْلَةٍ خَرِبَتْ قِيرُ مُوآبَ وَهَلَكَتْ. | ١ 1 |
The burden of Moab. For in a night, Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
إِلَى ٱلْبَيْتِ وَدِيبُونَ يَصْعَدُونَ إِلَى ٱلْمُرْتَفَعَاتِ لِلْبُكَاءِ. تُوَلْوِلُ مُوآبُ عَلَى نَبُو وَعَلَى مَيْدَبَا. فِي كُلِّ رَأْسٍ مِنْهَا قَرْعَةٌ. كُلُّ لِحْيَةٍ مَجْزُوزَةٌ. | ٢ 2 |
They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off.
فِي أَزِقَّتِهَا يَأْتَزِرُونَ بِمِسْحٍ. عَلَى سُطُوحِهَا وَفِي سَاحَاتِهَا يُوَلْوِلُ كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ مِنْهَا سَيَّالًا بِٱلْبُكَاءِ. | ٣ 3 |
In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
وَتَصْرُخُ حَشْبُونُ وَأَلْعَالَةُ. يُسْمَعُ صَوْتُهُمَا إِلَى يَاهَصَ. لِذَلِكَ يَصْرُخُ مُتَسَلِّحُو مُوآبَ. نَفْسُهَا تَرْتَعِدُ فِيهَا. | ٤ 4 |
Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. Their souls tremble within them.
يَصْرُخُ قَلْبِي مِنْ أَجْلِ مُوآبَ. ٱلْهَارِبِينَ مِنْهَا إِلَى صُوغَرَ كَعِجْلَةٍ ثُلَاثِيَّةٍ، لِأَنَّهُمْ يَصْعَدُونَ فِي عَقَبَةِ ٱللُّوحِيثِ بِٱلْبُكَاءِ، لِأَنَّهُمْ فِي طَرِيقِ حُورُونَايِمَ يَرْفَعُونَ صُرَاخَ ٱلِٱنْكِسَارِ. | ٥ 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.
لِأَنَّ مِيَاهَ نِمْرِيمَ تَصِيرُ خَرِبَةً، لِأَنَّ ٱلْعُشْبَ يَبِسَ. ٱلْكَلَأُ فَنِيَ. ٱلْخُضْرَةُ لَا تُوجَدُ. | ٦ 6 |
For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
لِذَلِكَ ٱلثَّرْوَةُ ٱلَّتِي ٱكْتَسَبُوهَا وَذَخَائِرُهُمْ يَحْمِلُونَهَا إِلَى عَبْرِ وَادِي ٱلصَّفْصَافِ. | ٧ 7 |
Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
لِأَنَّ ٱلصُّرَاخَ قَدْ أَحَاطَ بِتُخُومِ مُوآبَ. إِلَى أَجْلَايِمَ وَلْوَلَتُهَا. وَإِلَى بِئْرِ إِيلِيمَ وَلْوَلَتُهَا، | ٨ 8 |
For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
لِأَنَّ مِيَاهَ دِيمُونَ تَمْتَلِئُ دَمًا، لِأَنِّي أَجْعَلُ عَلَى دِيمُونَ زَوَائِدَ. عَلَى ٱلنَّاجِينَ مِنْ مُوآبَ أَسَدًا وَعَلَى بَقِيَّةِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٩ 9 |
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.