Isaiah 15
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.
Нощию погибнет Моавитска земля, нощию бо погибнет стена Моавитская.
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.
Плачитеся о себе, погибнет бо и Дивон, идеже требище ваше: тамо взыдете плакатися над Нававом Моавитским. Плачитеся, на всяцей главе плешь, вся мышцы обсечены,
3 In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
на стогнах его препояшитеся во вретища, и восплачитеся на храминах его и на улицах его и на стогнах его, вси возрыдайте с плачем.
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.
Яко возопи Есевон и Елеала, даже до Иассы услышася глас их: сего ради чресла Моавитиды вопиют, душа ея увесть.
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.
Сердце Моавитиды вопиет в ней даже до Сигора: юница бо есть трилетна. В возшествии же Луифа к тебе плачущеся взыдут путем Арониимлим: вопиет сотрение и трус.
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
Вода Немримля пуста будет, и трава ея оскудеет: травы бо зелены не будет.
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
Еда и сице спасется? Наведу бо на дебрь Аравлян, и возмут ю:
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
прейде бо вопль предел земли Моавитския до Агаллима, и плачь ея даже до Кладязя Елимля.
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.
Вода бо Димоня наполнится крове: наведу бо на Димона Аравляны, и возму семя Моавле и Ариилево и останок Адаминь.
