Esajas 15
1 Et udsagn om Moab. Ak, Ar lægges øde ved Nat, det er ude med Moab, Kir lægges øde ved Nat, det er ude med Moab.
The burden of Moab. For in the night that Ar of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin; for in the night that Kir of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin.
2 Dibons Datter går op på Høje for at græde, oppe på Nebo og Medeba jamrer Moab; hvert et Hoved er skaldet, alt skæg skåret af,
He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep; upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is shaven.
3 på Gader og oppe på Tage bærer de Sæk, på Torvene jamrer de alle, opløst i Gråd.
In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one howleth, weeping profusely.
4 Hesjbon og El'ale skriger, det høres til Jahaz. Derfor skælver Moabs Lænder, dets Sjæl er i Vånde.
And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul is faint within him.
5 Hjertet skriger i Moab, man flygter til Zoar, til Eglat-Sjelisjija. Ak, grædende stiger de op ad Luthiths Skråning, undervejs til Horonajim opløfter de Jammerskrig;
My heart crieth out for Moab; her fugitives reach unto Zoar, a heifer of three years old; for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
6 Nimrims Vande bliver Ødemarker, thi Græsset visner, Grønsværet svinder, Grønt er der ikke.
For the Waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the herbage faileth, there is no green thing.
7 Derfor slæber de Godset, de vandt, deres hengemte Ting over Vidjebækken.
Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
8 Ak, Nødråbet omspænder Moabs Land, dets Jamren når til Eglajim og Be'er-Elim;
For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beer-elim.
9 thi Dimons Vand er fuldt af Blod. Men jeg sender endnu mer over Dimon: en Løve over Moabs undslupne, Landets Rest.
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.
