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.
Ko te poropititanga mo Moapa. He po kotahi ka ngaro a Ara o Moapa, a kore iho; he po ano hoki, ka ngaro a Kiri o Moapa, a kore iho.
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.
Kua riro ia ki runga ki Paiti, ki Ripono, ki nga wahi tiketike tangi ai: ka auetia e Moapa a Nepo raua ko Merepa; he mea moremore katoa o ratou mahunga, tapahi rawa nga kumikumi katoa.
3 In its out-places they girded on sackcloth, On its pinnacles, and in its broad places, Everyone howls—going down with weeping.
Ko o ratou whitiki i o ratou ara he kakahu taratara: ka aue ratou katoa i runga i o ratou whare, i o ratou waharoa, nui atu te tangi.
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.
Ka hamama hoki a Hehepona raua ko Ereare: ka rangona to ratou reo i Iahata rawa: no reira hamama ana nga mau patu o Moapa; ka wiri tona wairua i roto i a ia.
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.
E tangi ana toku ngakau ki a Moapa; rere ana ona rangatira ki Toara, ki Ekarata Herihia: he tangi nei hoki ta ratou i te pikitanga ki Ruhiti, i te mea e piki ana i reira; i te ara hoki ki Horonaimi ka pa ta ratou karanga o te ngaromanga.
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.
Ka takoto kau noa nga wai o Nimirimi: kua maroke hoki te tarutaru, kua mate te otaota, kahore he mea e tupu ana.
7 Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, They carry to the Brook of the Willows.
Na, ko a ratou mea maha, me a ratou mea i te rongoa, ka kawea e ratou ki te awa i nga wirou.
8 For the cry has gone around the border of Moab, Its howling [is] to Eglaim, And its howling [is] to Beer-Elim.
Kua taiawhiotia hoki nga rohe o Moapa e te karanga; kua tae tona aue ki Ekeraima, tona aue ki Peererimi.
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!
Kei te ki hoki nga wai o Rimono i te toto; tera atu taku e whakapa ai ki Rimona, he raiona ki nga oranga o Moapa, ki nga morehu ano o te whenua.
