Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab [From father]: for in a night, Ar of Moab [From father] is laid waste, and brought to nothing; for in a night Kir of Moab [From father] is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
Moab chung changa thuhil hitihin ahungin ahi: Jankhat sunga Ar khosung kisuchim ding, chule Kir khopi kisumang ding ahi.
2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab [From father] wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off.
Na mite ahouin u Dibon munna puldouva chediu ahi. Ahouin theng uva lhase tah a kap dinga chediu ahi. Nebo leh Medeba adinga kap loi loi diu, lung genthei tah alu u akivomui diu chuleh akhamul u jong akivo diu ahi.
3 In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
Khaodip pon akigah uva lamlen dunga vah lediu ahi. In jouse a kon leh japi umna mun ho akona ka le mao aw kijading ahi.
4 Heshbon cries out with Elealeh. Their voice is sh'ma ·heard obeyed· even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab [From father] cry aloud. Their souls tremble within them.
Heshbon leh Elea mite hung peng doh diu; a awgin u gamla tah Jahaz geija kijading ahi! Moab gal hang tah ho jong nasatah a kicha a peng diu ahi. Panpi beija kichatah a umdiu ahi.
5 My heart cries out for Moab [From father]! Her nobles flee to Zoar [Small], to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
Kalung sung Moab adin akap e. Amite Zoar leh Eglath-shehshiyah a ajam uvin, kap pumin Luhith jon lamlen a akal tou vun ahi. Lunggenthei a akanao Horonaim lamlen lang geijin a kijaphan ahi.
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
Nimrim twi ho jeng jong akang gam tan ahi! Vapanga hamhing ho nisan akagop gamtai. Hamdong ho jong abeitan; Thingna louna eng kiti a umtapon ahi.
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
Miten anei agou u akimat un, thingphung umna dam kotong langa akipohphei tao vin ahi.
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab [From father]; its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
Genthei tah a akanao chu Moab gamlang geijin aki thongin, Eglaim apat Beer-Elim gei akithong in ahi.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on those of Moab [From father] who escape, and on the remnant of the land.
Dibon gal’a vadung jong thisan sanin a long ngin, ahin Dibon toh kakichai hih laiye! Humpi bahkai in asohcha ho hin holin tin-jamdoh ding kigo holeh a umden ho.
