Isaiah 15
1 The oracle on Moab: Because, in a night, was laid waste Ar of Moab—destroyed! Because, in a night, was laid waste Kir of Moab—destroyed,
Profecía que vino como una carga contra Moab: Ciertamente en una noche Ar y Quir de Moab serán destruidas y silenciadas.
2 He hath gone up to Bayith and Dibon, to the high places, to weep, —On Nebo and on Medeba, Moab is howling, On all their heads, a baldness, Every beard, clipped.
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, have they girded them with sackcloth, —On their housetops, and in their broadways, every one is howling—melting in tears;
Se cubrirán de tela áspera en sus plazas. Todos lanzan alaridos sobre sus azoteas y en sus calles. Se deshacen en llanto.
4 And Heshbon, hath made outcry, and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz, hath been heard their voice, —For this cause, do the armed men of Moab roar, Every man’s soul, quivereth to him.
Hesbón y Eleale gimen y su clamor llega hasta Jahaza. Gimen los guerreros de Moab, y el alma de cada uno desfallece.
5 Mine own heart, for Moab continueth to make outcry, Her fugitive, as far as Zoar, is like a heifer of three years; For the accent of Luhith, with weeping, they ascend, For by the way of Horonaim—an outcry of destruction, they excite;
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, shall become desolation, —For grass, hath dried up, Herbage hath failed, Green thing, hath not sprung up!
porque el agua de Nimrim se secó. La hierba está seca y no hay verdor.
7 For this cause, the savings they had made and that which they had stored, Over the torrent-bed of the willows, shall they bear them.
Por tanto, las riquezas que adquirieron y acumularon las llevan al otro lado del arroyo de los Sauces.
8 For the outcry hath gone round the boundary of Moab, —As far as Eglaim, the howling thereof, And to Beer-elim, the howling thereof.
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 Dimon, are full of blood, For I will lay upon Dimon new troubles, —To the escaped of Moab, the lions, Even to the survivors on the soil.
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.
