RSV Isaiah 15 Chapter
15:1
An 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.
15:2
The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places to weep;over Nebo and over Med'eba Moab wails. On every head is baldness, every beard is shorn;
15:3
in the streets they gird on sackcloth;on the housetops and in the squares every one wails and melts in tears.
15:4
Heshbon and Ele-a'leh cry out, their voice is heard as far as Jahaz;therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud;his soul trembles.
15:5
My heart cries out for Moab;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;
15:6
the waters of Nimrim are a desolation;the grass is withered, the new growth fails, the verdure is no more.
15:7
Therefore the abundance they have gained and what they have laid up they carry away over the Brook of the Willows.
15:8
For a cry has gone round the land of Moab;the wailing reaches to Egla'im, the wailing reaches to Beer-e'lim.
15:9
For the waters of Dibon are full of blood;yet I will bring upon Dibon even more, a lion for those of Moab who escape, for the remnant of the land.