Isaiah 15
1 Moab chung changa thuhil hitihin ahungin ahi: Jankhat sunga Ar khosung kisuchim ding, chule Kir khopi kisumang ding ahi.
The prophecy concerning Moab. Yea! in the night of assault was Ar of Moab a ruin! In the night of assault was Kir of Moab a ruin!
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 go up to the temple, and to Dibon, to weep upon the high places; Upon Nebo and upon Medeba doth Moab howl; On every head is baldness, And every beard is shorn.
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 gird themselves with sackcloth; On the tops of their houses and in their public walks every one howleth, And melteth away with weeping.
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 and Elealah utter a cry; Even to Jahaz is their voice heard; Therefore the warriors of Moab shriek aloud; Their hearts 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 crieth out for Moab, Whose fugitives wander to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishijah; For they ascend the heights of Luhith weeping, And in the way of Horonaim they raise the 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 are desolate; The grass is withered; the tender plant faileth; There is no green thing left.
7 Miten anei agou u akimat un, thingphung umna dam kotong langa akipohphei tao vin ahi.
Wherefore the remnant of their substance and their wealth They shall carry to the brook of willows.
8 Genthei tah a akanao chu Moab gamlang geijin aki thongin, Eglaim apat Beer-Elim gei akithong in ahi.
For the cry encompasseth the borders of Moab; Even to Eglaim reacheth her wailing, To Beer-Elim her howling.
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 Dimon are full of blood; For I bring new evils upon Dimon; Upon him that escapeth of Moab will I send a lion, Even upon him that remaineth in the land.
