Yesaya 15
1 Esiae nye nyagblɔɖi ɖe Moab ŋu: woatsrɔ̃ Ar le Moab, woagbãe le zã! Woatsrɔ̃ Kir le Moab, woagbã wo le zã!
The burden of Moab. For in the night that Ar of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin; for in the night that Kir of Moab is laid waste, he is brought to ruin.
2 Wò ame siwo le Dibon la lũ ta kolikoli, eye wolũ woƒe ge hã hele konyi fam vevie, eye woyi ɖe woƒe mawu Nebo kple Medeba ƒe gbedoxɔwo me ne woafa na wo.
He is gone up to Baith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep; upon Nebo, and upon Medeba, Moab howleth; on all their heads is baldness, every beard is shaven.
3 Wo katã wota akpanya hele zɔzɔm le mɔtatawo dzi; wo katã wole ɣli dom le xɔwo tame kple ablɔwo me eye wotsɔ mo tsyɔ anyi hele avi fam.
In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; on their housetops, and in their broad places, every one howleth, weeping profusely.
4 Ame siwo le Hesbon kple Eleale le avi fam sesĩe ale gbegbe be, woƒe ɣlidodo ɖo keke Yahaz. Esia na be Moab ƒe aʋawɔlawo wo avi gboo, eye dzi ɖe le wo ƒo.
And Heshbon crieth out, and Elealeh; their voice is heard even unto Jahaz; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud; his soul is faint within him.
5 Nye dzi le nu xam le Moab ŋu. Eƒe aʋasilawo si yi keke Zoar, eye wode Eglat Selisia ke. Woyi Luhit to dzi kple avifafa, eye le Horonaim mɔ dzi la, wonɔ konyi fam tso woƒe gbegblẽ ŋuti.
My heart crieth out for Moab; her fugitives reach unto Zoar, a heifer of three years old; for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
6 Nimrim tɔsisi la hã amie, ahaƒu kplakplakpla, eye gbewo katã ayrɔ; nu miemiewo katã aku, eye gbe mumu aɖeke maganɔ anyi o.
For the Waters of Nimrim shall be desolate; for the grass is withered away, the herbage faileth, there is no green thing.
7 Ale woƒe kesinɔnu siwo wokpɔ heli kɔe ɖi la, woatsɔe atso Amutitɔʋu lae.
Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, shall they carry away to the brook of the willows.
8 Woƒe konyifaɣli le ɖiɖim le Moab ƒe liƒowo dzi; woƒe avifafa ɖo keke Eglaim, eye woƒe konyifafa ɖo Beer Elim.
For the cry is gone round about the borders of Moab; the howling thereof unto Eglaim, and the howling thereof unto Beer-elim.
9 Dimon tɔsisiwo yɔ fũu kple ʋu, gake mahe nu vɔ̃ɖi wu esia ava Dimon dzi. Dzata aɖo Moab ƒe aʋasilawo kple ame siwo susɔ ɖe anyigba dzi la dome.
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; for I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon him that escapeth of Moab, and upon the remnant of the land.
