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.
Amụma megide Moab: Ar dị na Moab a laala nʼiyi, a lara ya nʼiyi naanị nʼotu abalị. Kia dị na Moab a laala nʼiyi, a lara ya nʼiyi naanị nʼotu abalị.
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.
Ndị niile bi na Dibọn na-aga nʼihu ụlọ mmụọ ha ịkwa akwa. Ndị Moab na-akwa akwa nʼihi Nebo na Medeba. Isi ha niile bụ isi nkwọcha, afụọnụ ha niile ka akpụchakwara.
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.
Ha na-eyi akwa mkpe na-agagharị nʼezi, mkpu akwa na-ada nʼelu ụlọ, na nʼama. Ha niile ji iti mkpu na ịkwa akwa na-ada nʼala.
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.
Heshbọn na Eleale na-eti mkpu akwa, a na-anụ olu akwa ha ọ bụladị ruo Jehaz. Nʼihi nke a, ndị agha Moab na-eti mkpu akwa, mkpụrụobi ha na-amakwa jijiji.
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.
Ọ na-ewute mkpụrụobi m nʼihi Moab, ndị ya na-agba ọsọ ruo ọ bụladị nʼobodo Zoa na Eglat Shelishiya. Ha na-akwa akwa dịka ha na-arịgo Luhit. Mgbe ha na-agbago ụzọ Heronaim, ha na-ebe akwa mwute nʼihi mbibi bịakwasịrị ha.
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.
Mmiri Nimrim atachaala! Ahịhịa akpọnwụọkwala; ahịhịa ndụ niile agwụkwala o nwekwaghị akwụkwọ ndụ nke fọrọ.
7 For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants.
Ya mere akụnụba ha kpakọbara ndị ha chekwara ka ha buuru gafee ofe ndagwurugwu warawara nke ọdọ mmiri osisi pọpla niile.
8 For the cry has gone round the limits of Moab; as far as to Eglaim and Beer-elim.
Mkpu akwa ha na-ada ụda gburugburu oke ala Moab niile; akwa ha na-ebesi ike na-ada ruo obodo Eglaim; abụ akwa ha na-erukwa Bịa-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.
Iyi Dibọn jupụtara nʼọbara, ma aga m atụkwasịkwa ọ bụladị ọtụtụ ihe ndị ọzọ nʼelu Dibọn! Ọdụm ka a ga-atụkwasịrị ndị Moab gbapụrụ tụkwasịkwara ndị fọdụrụ nʼala ahụ.
