Isaiah
15 A pronouncement against Moʹab:+
Because it has been devastated in a night,
Ar+ of Moʹab has been silenced.
Because it has been devastated in a night,
Kir+ of Moʹab has been silenced.
Moʹab wails over Neʹbo+ and over Medʹe·ba.+
Every head is shaved bald,+ every beard is clipped.+
3 In its streets they have put on sackcloth.
On their roofs and in their public squares they all wail;
They go down weeping.+
That is why the armed men of Moʹab keep shouting.
He* is trembling.
5 My heart cries out over Moʹab.
Its fugitives have fled as far as Zoʹar+ and Egʹlath-she·liʹshi·yah.+
On the ascent of Luʹhith they weep as they go up;
On the way to Hor·o·naʹim they cry out over the catastrophe.+
6 For the waters of Nimʹrim are desolate;
The green grass has dried up,
The grass is gone and nothing green is left.
7 That is why they are carrying away what is left of their stores and their riches;
They are crossing the valley* of poplars.
8 For the outcry echoes throughout the territory of Moʹab.+
The wailing reaches to Eg·laʹim;
The wailing reaches to Beʹer-eʹlim.
9 For the waters of Diʹmon are full of blood,
And I have more in store for Diʹmon:
A lion for those of Moʹab who escape
And for those remaining in the land.+