Isaiah 15

An Oracle concerning Moab

¹⁵An oracle concerning Moab.

Because Ar is laid waste in a night,

Moab is undone;

because Kir is laid waste in a night,

Moab is undone.^*

²Daughter Dibon^d has gone up

to the high places to weep;

over Nebo and over Medeba

Moab wails.

Every head is shaved;

every beard is shorn;^*

³in the streets they bind on sackcloth;

on the housetops and in the squares

everyone wails and melts in tears.^*

⁴Heshbon and Elealeh cry out;

their voices are heard as far as Jahaz;

therefore the loins of Moab quiver;^e

his soul trembles.

⁵My heart cries out for Moab;

his fugitives flee to Zoar,

to Eglath-shelishiyah.

For at the ascent of Luhith

they go up weeping;

on the road to Horonaim

they raise a cry of destruction;^*

⁶the waters of Nimrim

are a desolation;

the grass is withered; the new growth fails;

vegetation is no more.^*

⁷Therefore the abundance they have gained

and what they have laid up

they carry away

over the Wadi of the Willows.^*

⁸For a cry has gone

around the land of Moab;

the wailing reaches to Eglaim;

the wailing reaches to Beer-elim.

⁹For the waters of Dibon^f are full of blood,

yet I will bring upon Dibon^g even more—

a lion for those of Moab who escape,

for the remnant of the land.^*