Isaiah 15

¹An oracle concerning Moab . Because Ar of Moab is laid waste in a night , Moab is undone ; because Kir of Moab is laid waste in a night , Moab is undone .

²He has gone up to the temple , and to Dibon , to the high places to weep ; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails . On every head is baldness ; every beard is shorn ;

³in the streets they wear sackcloth ; on the housetops and in the squares everyone wails and melts in tears .

⁴Heshbon and Elealeh cry out ; their voice is heard as far as Jahaz ; therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud ; his soul trembles .

⁵My heart cries out for Moab ; her 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 vegetation fails , the greenery is no more.

⁷Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Brook of the Willows .

⁸For a cry has gone around the land of Moab ; her wailing reaches to Eglaim ; her wailing reaches to Beer-elim .

⁹For the waters of Dibon are full of blood ; for I will bring upon Dibon even more , a lion for those of Moab who escape , for the remnant of the land .