Ishaya 15
1 Abin da Allah ya yi magana a kan Mowab shi ne, An lalatar da Ar a Mowab, an hallaka ta da dare! An lalatar da Kir a Mowab, an hallaka ta da dare!
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.
2 Dibon ya haura zuwa haikalinta, zuwa masujadan kan tudu don tă yi kuka; Mowab ta yi ihu a kan Nebo da Medeba. An aske kowane kai an kuma yanke kowane gemu.
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.
3 A tituna sun sa tsummoki a jikunansu; a kan rufin ɗakuna da kuma dandalin taruwa dukansu sai makoki suke yi, sun kwanta suna kuka.
In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
4 Heshbon da Eleyale sun yi kuka da ƙarfi, aka ji muryoyinsu ko’ina har zuwa Yahaz. Saboda haka mayaƙan Mowab suka yi kuka da ƙarfi, har zuciyarsu ta karai.
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.
5 Zuciyata ta yi kuka a kan Mowab; mutanenta sun gudu har zuwa Zowar, har zuwa Eglat Shelishiya. Sun haura zuwa Luhit, suna tafe suna kuka; a kan hanyar zuwa Horonayim suna makoki saboda hallakawarsu.
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 on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
6 Ruwayen Nimrim sun ƙafe ciyayin kuma sun bushe; tsire-tsire duk sun ɓace babu sauran ɗanyen abu.
For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
7 Saboda haka dukiyar da suka tara suka kuma ajiye sun ɗauka suka ƙetare Rafin Arabim da su.
Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
8 Ƙugin kukansu ya kai ko’ina a iyakar Mowab; kururuwarsu ta kai har zuwa Eglayim, makokinsu ya kai har zuwa Beyer-Elim.
For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing to Beer Elim.
9 Ruwayen Dimon sun cika da jini, amma zan yi ƙari a kan Dimon, zan kawo zaki a kan masu gudu na Mowab da kuma a kan waɗanda suka ragu a ƙasar.
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.
