Isaiah 16

shilkhu-khar moshel-erets missela midbarah el-har bat-tsiyyon

Dispatch as messenger The ruler of the land, From Sela in the wilderness To the mount of Fair Zion:

vehayah khe'of-noded qen meshullakh tihyenah benot mo'av mabarot le'arnon

“Like fugitive birds, Like nestlings driven away, Moab’s villagers linger By the fords of the Arnon.

(hvyv) [havi'i] etsah asu felilah shiti khallayil tsillekh betokh tsohorayim satteri niddakhim noded al-tegalli

Give advice, Offer counsel. At high noon make Your shadow like night: Conceal the outcasts, Betray not the fugitives.

yaguru vakh niddakhay mo'av hevi-seter lamo mippene shoded ki-afes hammets kalah shod tammu romes min-ha'arets

Let Moab’s outcasts Find asylum in you; Be a shelter for them Against the despoiler.” For violence has vanished, Rapine is ended, And marauders have perished from this land.

vehukhan bakhesed kisse veyashav alayw be'emet be'ohel david shofet vedoresh mishpat umehir tsedeq

And a throne shall be established in goodness In the tent of David, And on it shall sit in faithfulness A ruler devoted to justice And zealous for equity.

shamanu ge'on-mo'av ge me'od ga'avato uge'ono ve'evrato lo-khen baddayw

“We have heard of Moab’s pride— Most haughty is he— Of his pride and haughtiness and arrogance, And of the iniquity in him.”

lakhen yeyelil mo'av lemo'av kulloh yeyelil la'ashishe qir-khareset tehgu akh-nekha'im

Ah, let Moab howl; Let all in Moab howl! For the raisin-cakes of Kir-hareseth You shall moan most pitifully.

ki shadmot kheshbon umlal gefen sivmah ba'ale goyim halemu seruqqeha ad-yazer naga'u ta'u midbar shelukhoteha nitteshu averu yam

The vineyards of Heshbon are withered, And the vines of Sibmah; Their tendrils spread To Baale-goiim, And reached to Jazer, And strayed to the desert; Their shoots spread out And crossed the sea.

al-ken evkeh bivkhi yazer gefen sivmah arayyavekh dimati kheshbon ve'elaleh ki al-qetsekh ve'al-qetsirekh hedad nafal

Therefore, As I weep for Jazer, So I weep for Sibmah’s vines; O Heshbon and Elealeh, I drench you with my tears. Ended are the shouts Over your fig and grain harvests.

vene'esaf simkhah vagil min-hakkarmel uvakkeramim lo-yerunnan lo yero'a yayin bayqavim lo-yidrokh haddorekh hedad hishbatti

Rejoicing and gladness Are gone from the farmland; In the vineyards no shouting Or cheering is heard. No more does the treader Tread wine in the presses— The shouts have been silenced.

al-ken me'ay lemo'av kakkinnor yehemu veqirbi leqir khares

Therefore, Like a lyre my heart moans for Moab, And my very soul for Kir-heres.

vehayah khi-nirah ki-nilah mo'av al-habbamah uva el-miqdasho lehitpallel velo yukhal

And when it has become apparent that Moab has gained nothing in the outdoor shrine, he shall come to pray in his temple—but to no avail.

zeh haddavar asher dibber Adonai el-mo'av me'az

That is the word that GOD spoke concerning Moab long ago.

ve'attah dibber Adonai lemor beshalosh shanim kishne sakhir veniqlah kevod mo'av bekhol hehamon harav ushe'ar me'at mizar lo khabbir

And now GOD has spoken: In three years, fixed like the years of a hired laborer, Moab’s population, with all its huge multitude, shall shrink. Only a remnant shall be left, of no consequence.