Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab: For in the night of being laid waste, Ar of Moab is destroyed; for in the night of being laid waste, Kir of Moab is destroyed!
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 He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep; Moab howleth over Nebo, and over Medeba; on all their heads is baldness, every beard 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 girded with sackcloth; on their roofs, and in their broadways, every one howleth, melted into tears.
på Gader og oppe på Tage bærer de Sæk, på Torvene jamrer de alle, opløst i Gråd.
4 And Heshbon crieth, and Elealeh: their voice is heard unto Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out: his soul trembleth in him.
Hesjbon og El'ale skriger, det høres til Jahaz. Derfor skælver Moabs Lænder, dets Sjæl er i Vånde.
5 My heart crieth out for Moab; their fugitives [have fled] unto Zoar, unto Eglath-Sheli-shijah: for by the ascent of Luhith, with weeping they go up by it; for in the way of Horonaim they raise 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 For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the herbage is withered away, the grass hath failed, there is no green thing.
Nimrims Vande bliver Ødemarker, thi Græsset visner, Grønsværet svinder, Grønt er der ikke.
7 Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, do they carry away to the torrent of the willows.
Derfor slæber de Godset, de vandt, deres hengemte Ting over Vidjebækken.
8 For the cry goeth round about the borders of Moab; the howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto 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, for I will lay yet more upon Dimon: a lion upon them that are escaped of Moab, and upon that which remaineth of the land.
thi Dimons Vand er fuldt af Blod. Men jeg sender endnu mer over Dimon: en Løve over Moabs undslupne, Landets Rest.
