NRSV 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
Dibon has gone up to the temple, to the high places to weep; over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. On every head is baldness, every beard is shorn;
15:3
in the streets they bind on sackcloth; on the housetops and in the squares everyone wails and melts in tears.
15:4
Heshbon and Elealeh cry out, their voices are heard as far as Jahaz; therefore the loins of Moab quiver; his soul trembles.
15:5
My heart cries out for Moab; his 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;
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 Wadi of the Willows.
15:8
For a cry has gone around the land of Moab; the wailing reaches to Eglaim, the wailing reaches to Beer-elim.
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.