Isaiah 15:5

3 In its streets they wear sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the public squares they all wail, falling down weeping.

4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voices are heard as far as Jahaz. Therefore the soldiers of Moab cry out; their souls tremble within.

My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. With weeping they ascend the slope of Luhith; they lament their destruction on the road to Horonaim.

6 The waters of Nimrim are dried up, and the grass is withered; the vegetation is gone, and the greenery is no more.

7 So they carry their wealth and belongings over the Brook of the Willows.

Dette ble sagt til Israel i en bestemt tid, så det er lurt å lese det sammen med teksten rundt. Les gjerne versene rundt også, for sammenhengen gir ofte mer enn ett vers alene.

Sammenlign

ÅB
Mitt hjerte klager over Moab, dets flyktninger kommer like til Soar, den treårige kvige; for de går gråtende oppover bakken til Luhit, på veien til Horona'im løfter de klagerop over ødeleggelsen.
OTB
Mitt hjerte roper for Moab; Dets flyktninger når så langt som til Soar og Eglat-Sjelisjia. De går oppover skråningen til Luhit gråtende; Ja, på veien til Horonajim hever de rop av nød over deres fall.
B1930
Mitt hjerte klager over Moab, dets flyktninger kommer like til Soar, den treårige kvige; for de går gråtende opover bakken til Luhit, på veien til Horona'im løfter de klagerop over ødeleggelsen.
BSB
My heart cries out over Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. With weeping they ascend the slope of Luhith; they lament their destruction on the road to Horonaim.
KJV
My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee unto Zoar, an heifer of three years old: for by the mounting up of Luhith with weeping shall they go it up; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction.
WEB
My heart cries out for Moab! Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath Shelishiyah; for they go up by the ascent of Luhith with weeping; for on the way to Horonaim, they raise up a cry of destruction.
ASV
My heart crieth out for Moab; her nobles [flee] unto Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah: for by the ascent of Luhith with weeping they go up; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
DARBY
My heart crieth out for Moab; their fugitives [have fled] unto Zoar, unto Eglath-Sheli-shijah: for by the ascent of Luhith, with weeping they go up by it; for in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction.
BLB
My heart cries out for Moab, [for] her fugitives [are] as far as Zoar, [to] Eglath-Shelishiyyah; for the Ascent of Luhith—with weeping he goes up on it; for on the road of Horonaim they raise up a cry [from] destruction.

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