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          DASV: Isaiah 15

1 An oracle about Moab.
      In a single night Ar of Moab is devastated and destroyed;
          in a single night Kir of Moab is devastated and destroyed.
2 Dibon goes up to the temple,
          to the high places to grieve.
      Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba;
           all their heads are shaved,
                every beard is cut off.
3 In their streets they wear sackcloth;
      on their housetops and in town squares,
           every one wails falling down with weeping.
4 Heshbon and Elealeh cry out,
          their voice is heard even to Jahaz.
      Therefore the armed warriors of Moab cry aloud;
          their souls tremble.
5 My heart cries out for Moab;
          her nobles flee to Zoar, even to Eglath-shelishiyah.
      They weep as they go up the Ascent of Luhith;
          in the way of Horonaim they raise a cry of destruction.
6 For the waters of Nimrim are gone;
     the grass is withered,
           the new shoots fail,
                there is nothing green.
7 Therefore the abundance they have acquired,
     and that which they have saved up,
           they will carry away over the Wadi of the Willows.
8 The cry echoes around the territory of Moab;
     their wailing reaches to Eglaim,
           their wailing reaches to Beer Elim.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood;
     yet I will bring even more on Dimon,
      a lion will attack those of Moab who escape,
     even the remnant, those left in the land.
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