Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab: for in a night, Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing; for in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
Profecía que vino como una carga contra Moab: Ciertamente en una noche Ar y Quir de Moab serán destruidas y silenciadas.
2 They have gone up to the temple, and to Dibon, to the high places to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. On every head is baldness. Every beard is cut off.
Subirán a los lugares altos y a Dibón para llorar. Moab gime sobre Nebo y Medeba. La cabeza de todos será rapada, y toda barba será rasurada.
3 In their streets, they dress themselves in sackcloth; on their roofs and in their squares, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
Se cubrirán de tela áspera en sus plazas. Todos lanzan alaridos sobre sus azoteas y en sus calles. Se deshacen en llanto.
4 Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. Their souls tremble within them.
Hesbón y Eleale gimen y su clamor llega hasta Jahaza. Gimen los guerreros de Moab, y el alma de cada uno desfallece.
5 My heart cries out for Moab. Her Nazirites flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for in the way of Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
Mi corazón lamenta por Moab. Sus fugitivos huyen hasta Zoar como una novilla de tres años. Porque por la cuesta de Luhit subirán llorando. Levantarán gritos de quebrantamiento en el camino a Horonaim
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
porque el agua de Nimrim se secó. La hierba está seca y no hay verdor.
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the Brook of the Willows.
Por tanto, las riquezas que adquirieron y acumularon las llevan al otro lado del arroyo de los Sauces.
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab; its wailing as far as Eglaim, and its wailing as far as Beer Elim.
El clamor se extendió a las fronteras de Moab. Hasta Eglaim se oye su lamento y hasta Beer-elim su clamor.
9 For the waters of Dibon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dibon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.
Las aguas de Dimón se ensangrentaron. Reservo para Dimón males mayores: Un león contra los fugitivos de Moab y contra los que queden en la tierra.
