Isaiah 15

The oracle concerning Moab.

Surely in a night Ar of Moab is destroyed and ruined;

Surely in a night Kir of Moab is destroyed and ruined.

They have gone up to the temple and to Dibon, even to the high places to weep.

Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba;

Everyone’s head is bald and every beard is cut off.

In their streets they have girded themselves with sackcloth;

On their rooftops and in their squares

Everyone is wailing, dissolved in weeping.

Heshbon and Elealeh also cry out,

Their voice is heard all the way to Jahaz;

Therefore the armed men of Moab make a loud shout;

His soul trembles within him.

My heart cries out for Moab;

Those who flee from her are as far as Zoar and Eglath‑shelishiyah,

For they go up the ascent of Luhith weeping;

Surely on the road to Horonaim they keep awake with crying in distress over their destruction.

For the waters of Nimrim are desolate.

Surely the grass is dried up, the tender grass has completely ceased,

There is no green thing.

Therefore the abundance they have made and stored up

They carry off over the brook of Arabim.

For the cry has gone around the territory of Moab,

Its wailing goes as far as Eglaim and its wailing even to Beer‑elim.

For the waters of Dimon are full of blood;

Surely I will put added woes upon Dimon,

A lion upon those of Moab who have escaped and upon the remnant of the land.