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!
Hethateh, Moab hoi kâkuen e lawk doeh. Moab ram Ar kho teh tangmin buet touh hoi rawknae koe a pha. Moab ram teh khoeroe a rawk toe. Moab ram Kir kho teh tangmin buet touh hoi rawknae koe a pha. Moab ram teh khoeroe a rawk toe.
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.
Khocanaw teh Dibon kho, a rasangnae koe e bawkim koe a cei awh teh a khuika awh. Moab khocanaw teh, Nebo kho, Medeba kho hah a khuikakhai awh. Ahnimae lû dawk sam awm hoeh, ahnimae pâkhamuen pueng teh koung a ngaw awh.
3 In its streets they wear sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the public squares they all wail, falling down weeping.
Lamthung dawk buri a khohna awh teh, lemphu hai thoseh, lam dawk hai thoseh, kaawm e pueng ni a khuika awh teh, mitphi dawk a kâkaawk awh.
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.
Heshbon kho hoi Elealeh kho vah a khuika awh teh, Jahaz kho totouh a kâthai. Moab ransanaw hai pâyaw laihoi a khuika awh.
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.
Kaie ka lungthin hai Moab hanelah a kâ van. Ka yawng e taminaw teh kum thum touh e, maitola patetlah Zoar kho totouh a kâhêi awh. Luhith mon dawk mitphi bo laihoi a luen awh. Horonaim kho koelah ceinae lamthung dawk hai, rawk kahmanae khuika lawk hoi a hram awh.
6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up, and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone, and the greenery is no more.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, Nimrim tuinaw kingdi teh, phonaw teh a ke awh toe. Caticamu hai a due toe. Kahring e kung touh boehai awmhoeh.
7 So they carry their wealth and belongings over the Brook of the Willows.
Hatdawkvah, ahnimouh teh, tawnta hnopainaw hah sumpa yawn koe a thokhai awh han.
8 For their outcry echoes to the border of Moab. Their wailing reaches Eglaim; it is heard in Beer-elim.
A khuika lawk ni Moab ram peng a katin. A cingou lawk teh Eglaim kho totouh, Beerelim kho totouh a pha.
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.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, Dibon tui teh thi hoi akawi. Dibon kho dawk alouke lacik bout ka pha sak han rah. Ka hlout e Moab khocanaw hoi, kacawie khocanaw hanelah sendek hah ka patoun han.
