Jesajas 15
1 Spriedums par Moabu. Moaba Ara pa nakti postīta, izdeldēta! Tiešām, Moaba Ķire pa nakti postīta, izdeldēta.
A message about Moab. The town of Ar in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night! The town of Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night!
2 Uz Baītu un Dibonu, uz elku kalniem iet raudāt; uz Nebus un uz Medbas Moabs kauc. Visas viņu galvas ir nodzītas plikas un visiem bārda nogriezta.
The people of Dibon go up to their temple to weep at its high places. The Moabites weep over the towns of Nebo and Medeba. Every head has been shaved, every beard has been cut off in mourning.
3 Savās ielās tie iet apjozušies ar maisiem, pa saviem jumtiem un ceļiem visi kauc un plūst asarās.
They wear sackcloth in their streets. On the rooftops and in the open squares they all weep, falling down crying.
4 Hešbona un Eleale brēc, viņas balss top dzirdēta līdz Jācai. Tādēļ vaid paši Moaba apbruņotie, dvēsele viņam trīc.
The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out in sadness, their voices heard as far as Jahaz. That's why even the bravest soldiers of Moab shout—because they're so terrified.
5 Mana sirds brēc par Moabu; viņa bēgļi bēg līdz Coārai, līdz EglatŠilišijai; jo uz Luķitu kāpj ar raudāšanu, un ceļā pret Horonaīm kliedz par izpostīšanu.
I weep over Moab. Moabite refugees run all the way to Zoar and to Eglath-shelishiyah. Weeping they go up Luhith hill; crying for their destruction they walk along the road to Horonaim.
6 Jo Nimrim ūdeņi izsīkuši; jo zāle nokaltusi, zaļums iznīcis, nekas vairs nezeļ.
The waters of Nimrim have all dried up. The grass is withered, all the vegetation has disappeared—nothing green is left.
7 Tāpēc to krājumu, ko sakrājuši, un ko glabājuši, to tie ved pār kārklu upi.
Everything they had gained, all their possessions, they have to carry across Willow River.
8 Jo brēkšana iet pa Moaba robežām, viņa kaukšana līdz Eglaīm, viņa kaukšana līdz Elim akai.
Their cry of grief echoes through the whole country of Moab; their wailing and mourning extends all the way from Eglaim to Beer-elim.
9 Jo Dimonas ūdeņi ir pilni asiņu. Jo vēl vairāk Es uzlikšu Dimonai, lauvu tiem, kas Moabā izglābušies un tai zemē atlikuši.
River Dimon is full of blood, but I will bring more upon the town of Dimon—a lion to attack the Moabite refugees and those who are left in the country.
