Jesajas 15
1 Spriedums par Moabu. Moaba Ara pa nakti postīta, izdeldēta! Tiešām, Moaba Ķire pa nakti postīta, izdeldēta.
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 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.
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 Savās ielās tie iet apjozušies ar maisiem, pa saviem jumtiem un ceļiem visi kauc un plūst asarās.
In their streets, they clothe themselves in sackcloth. In their streets and on their housetops, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
4 Hešbona un Eleale brēc, viņas balss top dzirdēta līdz Jācai. Tādēļ vaid paši Moaba apbruņotie, dvēsele viņam trīc.
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 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.
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.
6 Jo Nimrim ūdeņi izsīkuši; jo zāle nokaltusi, zaļums iznīcis, nekas vairs nezeļ.
For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate; for the grass has withered away, the tender grass fails, there is no green thing.
7 Tāpēc to krājumu, ko sakrājuši, un ko glabājuši, to tie ved pār kārklu upi.
Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have stored up, over the brook of the willows.
8 Jo brēkšana iet pa Moaba robežām, viņa kaukšana līdz Eglaīm, viņa kaukšana līdz Elim akai.
For the cry has gone around the borders of Moab, its wailing to Eglaim, and its wailing 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.
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.
