Isaiah 15
1 Moab chung changa thuhil hitihin ahungin ahi: Jankhat sunga Ar khosung kisuchim ding, chule Kir khopi kisumang ding ahi.
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.
2 Na mite ahouin u Dibon munna puldouva chediu ahi. Ahouin theng uva lhase tah a kap dinga chediu ahi. Nebo leh Medeba adinga kap loi loi diu, lung genthei tah alu u akivomui diu chuleh akhamul u jong akivo diu ahi.
They have gone up to the temple, and to Dibon, to the high places to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. On every head is baldness. Every beard is cut off.
3 Khaodip pon akigah uva lamlen dunga vah lediu ahi. In jouse a kon leh japi umna mun ho akona ka le mao aw kijading ahi.
In their streets, they dress themselves in sackcloth; on their roofs and in their squares, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
4 Heshbon leh Elea mite hung peng doh diu; a awgin u gamla tah Jahaz geija kijading ahi! Moab gal hang tah ho jong nasatah a kicha a peng diu ahi. Panpi beija kichatah a umdiu ahi.
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.
5 Kalung sung Moab adin akap e. Amite Zoar leh Eglath-shehshiyah a ajam uvin, kap pumin Luhith jon lamlen a akal tou vun ahi. Lunggenthei a akanao Horonaim lamlen lang geijin a kijaphan ahi.
My heart cries out for Moab. Her Nazirites flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for in the way of Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
6 Nimrim twi ho jeng jong akang gam tan ahi! Vapanga hamhing ho nisan akagop gamtai. Hamdong ho jong abeitan; Thingna louna eng kiti a umtapon ahi.
For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
7 Miten anei agou u akimat un, thingphung umna dam kotong langa akipohphei tao vin ahi.
Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the Brook of the Willows.
8 Genthei tah a akanao chu Moab gamlang geijin aki thongin, Eglaim apat Beer-Elim gei akithong in ahi.
For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab; its wailing as far as Eglaim, and its wailing as far as Beer Elim.
9 Dibon gal’a vadung jong thisan sanin a long ngin, ahin Dibon toh kakichai hih laiye! Humpi bahkai in asohcha ho hin holin tin-jamdoh ding kigo holeh a umden ho.
For the waters of Dibon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dibon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.
