Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab. Because in a night Ar of Moab was destroyed—It has been cut off, Because in a night Kir of Moab was destroyed—It has been cut off.
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 has gone up to Bajith and Dibon, The high places—to weep, Moab howls on Nebo and on Medeba, Baldness [is] on all its heads, every beard cut off.
Dibons Datter gaar op paa Høje for at græde, oppe paa Nebo og Medeba jamrer Moab; hvert et Hoved er skaldet, alt Skæg skaaret af,
3 In its out-places they girded on sackcloth, On its pinnacles, and in its broad places, Everyone howls—going down with weeping.
paa Gader og oppe paa Tage bærer de Sæk, paa Torvene jamrer de alle, opløst i Graad.
4 And Heshbon and Elealeh cry, Their voice has been heard to Jahaz, Therefore the armed ones of Moab shout, His life has been grievous to him.
Hesjbon og El'ale skriger, det høres til Jahaz. Derfor skælver Moabs Lænder, dets Sjæl er i Vaande.
5 My heart [is] toward Moab, Her fugitives cry to Zoar, a heifer of the third [year], For—the ascent of Luhith—He goes up in it with weeping, For in the way of Horonaim, They wake up a cry of destruction.
Hjertet skriger i Moab, man flygter til Zoar, til Eglat-Sjelisjija. Ak, grædende stiger de op ad Luhits Skraaning, undervejs til Horonajim opløfter de Jammerskrig;
6 For the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For the hay has been withered, The tender grass has been finished, There has not been a green thing.
Nimrims Vande bliver Ødemarker, thi Græsset visner, Grønsværet svinder, Grønt er der ikke.
7 Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, They carry to the Brook of the Willows.
Derfor slæber de Godset, de vandt, deres hengemte Ting over Vidjebækken.
8 For the cry has gone around the border of Moab, Its howling [is] to Eglaim, And its howling [is] to Beer-Elim.
Ak, Nødraabet omspænder Moabs Land, dets Jamren naar til Eglajim og Be'er-Elim;
9 For the waters of Dimon have been full of blood, For I set additions on Dimon, A lion for the escaped of Moab, And for the remnant of Adamah!
thi Dimons Vand er fuldt af Blod. Men jeg sender endnu mer over Dimon: en Løve over Moabs undslupne, Landets Rest.
