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.
Raajii waaʼee Moʼaab: Aari isheen Moʼaab keessaa diigamteerti; halkanuma tokkottis baddeerti! Qiir isheen Moʼaab keessaa diigamteerti; halkanuma tokkottis baddeerti!
2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba. Baldness is on all of their heads. Every beard is cut off.
Diiboon gara mana qulqullummaatti, iddoowwan ol kaʼaatti booʼuuf ol baʼa; Moʼaabis Neboo fi Meedebaaf ni booʼa. Mataan hundinuu haadamaa dha; areedni hundinuus cicciramaa dha.
3 In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
Isaan daandii irratti wayyaa gaddaa uffatu; bantii manaatii fi waltajjii sabaa irratti hundi isaanii ni booʼu; imimmaan isaaniis ni dhangalaasu.
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.
Heshboonii fi Eleʼaaleen ni iyyu; sagaleen isaaniis hamma Yaahaziitti fagaatee dhagaʼame. Kanaafuu loltoonni Moʼaab ni iyyu; lubbuun isaaniis ni romʼite.
5 My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, 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.
Garaan koo Moʼaabiif iyya; kooluu galtoonni ishee hamma Zoʼaariitti, hamma Eglaati Sheelishiyaatti baqatu. Isaan booʼaa, gara Luuhiititti ol baʼu; karaa Hooronaayim irrattis, waaʼee badii isaanii faarsanii booʼu.
6 For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
Bishaanonni Niimriim goganiiru; margis coollageera; biqiltuuwwan lafaa badaniiru; wanni magariisni tokko iyyuu hin hafne.
7 Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
Kanaafuu isaan qabeenya argatanii kuufatan sana Laga Alaltuu irraan baatanii dabarfatu.
8 For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
Iyyi isaanii hamma daarii Moʼaabitti dhagaʼame; wawwaachuun isaanii hamma Eglayiimitti faaruun booʼicha isaaniis hamma Beʼeer Eeliimiinitti dhagaʼame.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more on Dimon, a lion on those of Moab who escape, and on the remnant of the land.
Bishaanonni Diimon dhiigaan guutamaniiru; ani immoo waan kana caalu iyyuu Diimonitti nan fida; warra Moʼaab keessaa baqatan kanneen biyya sanatti hafanitti leenca nan erga.
