Isaiah 15
1 Moab Ar a rhoelrhak hlaem kah Moab olrhuh. Hlaempang pakhat ah a rhoelrhak tih hmata coeng. Kirmoab tah hmata coeng.
The burden of Moab. Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to silence; because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste, [and] brought to silence;
2 Nebo so neh Moab Medeba soah a rhahnah la Dibon hmuensang im te a paan tih rhung. A lu khaw boeih lungawng tih a hmuimul boeih tlong.
He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, the high places, to weep: Moab shall howl over Nebo, and over Medeba: on all their heads [shall be] baldness, [and] every beard shorn.
3 A kawtpoeng ah tlamhni a bai uh tih, a imphu kah te toltung la hek suntla uh tih rhung rhap uh coeng.
In their streets they shall gird themselves with sackcloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their streets, every one shall howl, weeping abundantly.
4 Heshbon neh Elealeh pang tih a ol te Jahaz duela a yaak. Te dongah Moab kah aka pumcum rhoek tah a hinglu a yuhui pah tih a khuiah pae coeng.
And Heshbon shall cry, and Elealeh: their voice shall be heard [even] to Jahaz: therefore the armed soldiers of Moab shall cry out; his life shall be grievous to him.
5 Ka lungbuei he Moab ham neh anih kah Zoar duela yingyetnah vaito ham khaw pang coeng. Luhith kham te a rhah doeah luei tih a kungkueng kah Horonaim longpuei khaw pocinah pang ol loh a haenghang.
My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives [shall flee] to Zoar, a heifer of three years old: for they shall go up the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise a cry of destruction.
6 Nimrim tui khaw rhaerhap la om tih sulrham khaw rhae coeng, toian khaw khum coeng, baelhing khaw om voel pawh.
For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate: for the herb is withered away, the grass faileth, there is no green thing.
7 Te dongah koeva a dang neh a cawhnah te soklong tuirhi kung la a phueih uh.
Therefore the abundance they have gained, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
8 Moab khorhi te a pang loh a vael. A rhungol te Eglaim duela, Beraelim ah khaw anih rhungol lo.
For the cry hath gone round the borders of Moab, her howling to Eglaim, and her howling to Beer-elim.
9 Dimon tui khaw thii baetawt. Tedae Dimon te Moab rhalyong neh ka koei thil vetih khohmuen kah a meet ham sathueng ka khuen pah ni.
For the waters of Dimon shall be full of blood: for I will bring more upon Dimon, lions upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.
