Isaiah 15
1 The word about Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer; for in a night Kir of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer.
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.
2 The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places, weeping: Moab is sounding her cry of sorrow over Nebo, and over Medeba: everywhere the hair of the head and of the face is cut off.
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,
3 In their streets they are covering themselves with haircloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their public places, there is crying and bitter weeping.
på Gader og oppe på Tage bærer de Sæk, på Torvene jamrer de alle, opløst i Gråd.
4 Heshbon is crying out, and Elealeh; their voice is sounding even to Jahaz: for this cause the heart of Moab is shaking; his soul is shaking with fear.
Hesjbon og El'ale skriger, det høres til Jahaz. Derfor skælver Moabs Lænder, dets Sjæl er i Vånde.
5 My heart is crying out for Moab; her people go in flight to Zoar, and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for they go up with weeping by the slope of Luhith; on the way to Horonaim they send up a cry of destruction.
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;
6 The waters of Nimrim will become dry: for the grass is burned up, the young grass is coming to an end, every green thing is dead.
Nimrims Vande bliver Ødemarker, thi Græsset visner, Grønsværet svinder, Grønt er der ikke.
7 For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants.
Derfor slæber de Godset, de vandt, deres hengemte Ting over Vidjebækken.
8 For the cry has gone round the limits of Moab; as far as to Eglaim and Beer-elim.
Ak, Nødråbet omspænder Moabs Land, dets Jamren når til Eglajim og Be'er-Elim;
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood: and I'm sending even more on Moab, a lion on those of Moab who go in flight, and on the rest of the land.
thi Dimons Vand er fuldt af Blod. Men jeg sender endnu mer over Dimon: en Løve over Moabs undslupne, Landets Rest.
