Book of Isaiah, Chapter 15
Chapter 15 of Isaiah
Because Ar is laid waste in a night
Moab is undone;
because Kir is laid waste in a night
Moab is undone.
to the high places to weep;
over Nebo and over Med′eba
Moab wails.
On every head is baldness,
every beard is shorn;
on the housetops and in the squares
every one wails and melts in tears.
their voice is heard as far as Jahaz;
therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud;
his soul trembles.
his fugitives flee to Zo′ar,
to Eg′lath-shelish′iyah.
For at the ascent of Luhith
they go up weeping;
on the road to Horona′im
they raise a cry of destruction;
are a desolation;
the grass is withered, the new growth fails,
the verdure is no more.
and what they have laid up
they carry away
over the Brook of the Willows.
round the land of Moab;
the wailing reaches to Egla′im,
the wailing reaches to Beer-e′lim.
yet I will bring upon Dibon[c] even more,
a lion for those of Moab who escape,
for the remnant of the land.FOOTNOTES
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