Isaiah 15
1 Ọ̀rọ̀-ìmọ̀ tí ó kan Moabu, a pa Ari run ní Moabu, òru kan ní a pa á run! A pa Kiri run ní Moabu, òru kan ní a pa á run!
The word about Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer; for in a night Kir of Moab has become waste, and is seen no longer.
2 Diboni gòkè lọ sí tẹmpili rẹ̀, sí àwọn ibi gíga rẹ̀ láti sọkún, Moabu pohùnréré lórí Nebo àti Medeba. Gbogbo orí ni a fá gbogbo irùngbọ̀n ni a gé dànù.
The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places, weeping: Moab is sounding her cry of sorrow over Nebo, and over Medeba: everywhere the hair of the head and of the face is cut off.
3 Wọ́n wọ aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀ ní ojú òpópónà, ní àwọn òrùlé àti àwọn gbàgede ìlú. Wọ́n pohùnréré, wọ́n dọ̀bálẹ̀ pẹ̀lú ẹkún.
In their streets they are covering themselves with haircloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their public places, there is crying and bitter weeping.
4 Heṣboni àti Eleale ké sóde, ohùn wọn ni a gbọ́ títí fi dé Jahasi. Nítorí náà ni àwọn ọmọ-ogun Moabu ṣe kígbe tí ọkàn wọn sì rẹ̀wẹ̀sì.
Heshbon is crying out, and Elealeh; their voice is sounding even to Jahaz: for this cause the heart of Moab is shaking; his soul is shaking with fear.
5 Ọkàn mi kígbe sókè lórí Moabu; àwọn ìsáǹsá rẹ sálà títí dé Soari, títí fi dé Eglati-Ṣeliṣi. Wọ́n gòkè lọ títí dé Luhiti wọ́n ń sọkún bí wọ́n ti ń lọ, ní òpópónà tí ó lọ sí Horonaimu wọ́n ń pohùnréré ìparun wọn.
My heart is crying out for Moab; her people go in flight to Zoar, and to Eglath-shelishiyah: for they go up with weeping by the slope of Luhith; on the way to Horonaim they send up a cry of destruction.
6 Gbogbo omi Nimrimu ni ó ti gbẹ àwọn koríko sì ti gbẹ, gbogbo ewéko ti tán ewé tútù kankan kò sí mọ́.
The waters of Nimrim will become dry: for the grass is burned up, the young grass is coming to an end, every green thing is dead.
7 Báyìí gbogbo ọrọ̀ tí wọ́n ti ní tí wọ́n sì tò jọ wọ́n ti kó wọn kọjá lọ lórí i gẹ̀rẹ́gẹ̀rẹ́ odò Poplari.
For this cause they will take away their wealth, and the stores they have got together, over the stream of the water-plants.
8 Gbohùngbohùn ń gba igbe wọn dé ìpẹ̀kun ilẹ̀ Moabu; ìpohùnréré wọn lọ títí dé Eglaimu, igbe ẹkún wọn ni a gbọ́ títí dé kànga Elimu.
For the cry has gone round the limits of Moab; as far as to Eglaim and Beer-elim.
9 Omi Dimoni kún fún ẹ̀jẹ̀, síbẹ̀ èmi ó tún mu ohun tí ó jù báyìí lọ wá sórí Dimoni— kìnnìún kan wá sórí àwọn ìsáǹsá Moabu àti lórí àwọn tí ó tún ṣẹ́kù sórí ilẹ̀ náà.
For the waters of Dimon are full of blood: and I'm sending even more on Moab, a lion on those of Moab who go in flight, and on the rest of the land.
