Isaiah 15
1 This is the burden against Moab: Ar in Moab is ruined, destroyed in a night! Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a night!
Uthenga wonena za Mowabu: Popeza kuti mu usiku umodzi wokha mzinda wa Ari wa ku Mowabu wawonongedwa, wawonongedwa pa usiku umodzi wokha. Mzinda wa Kiri wawonongedwa, wawonongedwa pa usiku umodzi wokha.
2 Dibon goes up to its temple to weep at its high places. Moab wails over Nebo, as well as over Medeba. Every head is shaved, every beard is cut off.
Anthu a ku Diboni akupita ku nyumba ya milungu yawo, akupita ku malo awo achipembedzo kukalira; anthu a ku Mowabu akulirira mofuwula mzinda wa Nebo ndi wa Medeba. Mutu uliwonse wametedwa mpala, ndipo ndevu zonse zametedwa.
3 In its streets they wear sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the public squares they all wail, falling down weeping.
Mʼmisewu akuvala ziguduli; pa madenga ndi mʼmabwalo aliyense akulira mofuwula, misozi ili pupupu.
4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voices are heard as far as Jahaz. Therefore the soldiers of Moab cry out; their souls tremble within.
Anthu a ku Hesiboni ndi Eleali akulira mofuwula, mawu awo akumveka mpaka ku Yahazi. Kotero asilikali a ku Mowabu akulira mofuwula, ndipo ataya mtima.
5 My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. With weeping they ascend the slope of Luhith; they lament their destruction on the road to Horonaim.
Inenso ndikulirira Mowabu; chifukwa othawa nkhondo ake akupita akulira ku chikweza cha Luluti mpaka ku Zowari ndi Egilati-Selisiya akupita akulira ku chikweza cha Luhiti, Akulira mosweka mtima pa njira yopita ku Horonaimu; akulira mosweka mtima chifukwa cha chiwonongeko chawo.
6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up, and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone, and the greenery is no more.
Madzi a ku Nimurimu aphwa ndipo udzu wauma; zomera zawonongeka ndipo palibe chomera chobiriwira chatsala.
7 So they carry their wealth and belongings over the Brook of the Willows.
Kotero kuti chuma chomwe anachipeza ndi kuchisunga, achitenga kuti awoloke nacho chigwembe cha Misondozi.
8 For their outcry echoes to the border of Moab. Their wailing reaches Eglaim; it is heard in Beer-elim.
Kulira kwawo kukumveka mʼdziko lonse la Mowabu; kulira kwawo kosweka mtima kukumveka mpaka ku Egilaimu ndi Beeri-Elimu.
9 The waters of Dimon are full of blood, but I will bring more upon Dimon— a lion upon the fugitives of Moab and upon the remnant of the land.
Madzi a ku Dimoni afiira ndi magazi, komabe ndidzabweretsa zina zambiri pa Dimoni, mkango woti udzagwire aliyense othawa mu Mowabu ndi aliyense wotsala mʼdzikomo.
