Izaija 15
1 Breme Moába. Ker je ponoči Ar Moáb opustošen in priveden v tišino, ker je ponoči Kir Moáb opustošen in priveden v tišino;
The burden of Moab. Because in a night destroyed was Ar of Moab — It hath been cut off, Because in a night destroyed was Kir of Moab — It hath been cut off.
2 odšel je gor do Bajita in do Dibóna, visoka kraja, da bi jokal. Moáb bo tulil nad Nebójem in nad Médebo, na vseh njihovih glavah bo plešavost in vsaka brada bo odrezana.
He hath gone up to Bajith and Dibon, The high places — to weep, On Nebo and on Medeba Moab howleth, On all its heads [is] baldness, every beard cut off.
3 Na njihovih ulicah se bodo opasovali z vrečevino, na vrhovih njihovih hiš in na njihovih ulicah bo vsakdo tulil, obilno jokajoč.
In its out-places they girded on sackcloth, On its pinnacles, and in its broad places, Every one howleth — going down with weeping.
4 Hešbón bo vpil in Elalé. Njun glas bo slišati celó do Jahaca, zato bodo oboroženi moábski vojaki zavpili, njegovo življenje mu bo mučno.
And cry doth Heshbon and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz heard hath been their voice, Therefore the armed ones of Moab do shout, His life hath been grievous to him.
5 Moje srce bo vpilo zaradi Moába, njegovi ubežniki bodo bežali do Coarja, telica starosti treh let, kajti ob vzpenjanju Luhíta bodo jokajoč šli gor, kajti na poti Horonájima bodo vzdignili krik pogube.
My heart [is] toward Moab, Cry do her fugitives unto Zoar, a heifer of the third [year], For — the ascent of Luhith — With weeping he goeth up in it, For, in the way of Horonaim, A cry of destruction they wake up.
6 Kajti vode Nimríma bodo zapuščene, kajti seno je propadlo, trava je posušena, tam ni nobene zelene stvari.
For, the waters of Nimrim are desolations, For, withered hath been the hay, Finished hath been the tender grass, A green thing there hath not been.
7 Zato bodo obilje, ki so ga dobili in to, kar so nakopičili, odnesli proč k vrbovemu potoku.
Therefore the abundance he made, and their store, Unto the brook of the willows they carry.
8 Kajti vpitje je šlo naokoli Moábovih mej, njihovo tuljenje do Eglájima in njihovo tuljenje do Beêr Elíma.
For gone round hath the cry the border of Moab, Unto Eglaim [is] its howling, And to Beer-Elim [is] its howling.
9 Kajti vode Dimóna bodo polne krvi, kajti privedel bom več nad Dimón, leve nad tiste, ki pobegnejo iz Moába in nad preostanek dežele.
For the waters of Dimon have been full of blood, For I set on Dimon additions, For the escaped of Moab a lion, And for the remnant of Adamah!
