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!
Wach nofwenyore kuom jo-Moab ni: Ar manie Moab okethi, omuke ei otieno achiel! Kir manie Moab bende okethi, omuke ei otieno achiel!
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.
Jo-Dibon dhiyo e kargi mar lemo, gidhiyo e hembko mag-gi mondo giywagi; kendo jo-Moab goyo nduru nikech Nebo gi Medeba osekethi. Ngʼato ka ngʼato oliel wiye kod tike.
3 In its streets they wear sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the public squares they all wail, falling down weeping.
E yore, girwako pien gugru; to ewi udi kod laru maduongʼ, giduto giywak ka gidengo kendo gingʼielore e lowo.
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.
Jo-Heshbon kod jo-Eleale ywak, kendo ywakgi winjore nyaka Jahaz. Kuom mano jolweny mag jo-Moab ywak kendo kihondko omakogi.
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.
Chunya ywago jo-Moab; nimar ogandane ringo kadhi pondo Zoar, ma gichopo nyaka Eglath Shelishiya. Gidhi ka giluwo yo mochomo Luhith ka giywak, e yo madhi Horonaim giywak malit nikech kethruokgi.
6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up, and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone, and the greenery is no more.
Pige mag Nimrim oseduono, kendo lum bende osener, kendo oboke orumo, maonge gimoro amora modongʼ ka ngʼich.
7 So they carry their wealth and belongings over the Brook of the Willows.
Omiyo mwandu mane giseloso kendo kano negitingʼo magingʼadogo Holo ma Omburi otiye.
8 For their outcry echoes to the border of Moab. Their wailing reaches Eglaim; it is heard in Beer-elim.
Ywakgi winjore nyaka e tongʼ Moab, nduru margi chopo nyaka Eglaim, kendo dengo margi landore nyaka Beer Elim.
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.
Pige mag Dimon opongʼ gi remo, to kata kamano named kelo masiche ne Dimon, ne joge maringo koa Moab mondo opondi kod jogo modongʼ e pinyno nomak gi sibuor.
