Isaiah 15

1 A message about Moab. The town of Ar in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night! The town of Kir in Moab is devastated, destroyed in a single night!

Ko e tala mamafa ʻoku kau ki Moape. Koeʻuhi kuo fakaʻauha ʻa ʻAla-Moape ʻi he pō, pea fakalongo pē ia; koeʻuhi kuo fakaʻauha ʻa Kili Moape ʻi he pō, pea fakalongo pē ia;

2 The people of Dibon go up to their temple to weep at its high places. The Moabites weep over the towns of Nebo and Medeba. Every head has been shaved, every beard has been cut off in mourning.

Kuo ʻalu ia ki Pasiti, pea ki Tiponi, ko e ngaahi potu māʻolunga, ke tangi: ʻE tangilāulau ʻa Moape kia Nipo, pea kia Mitipa: ʻe tula honau ʻulu kotoa pē, pea ʻe kosi ʻae kava kotoa pē.

3 They wear sackcloth in their streets. On the rooftops and in the open squares they all weep, falling down crying.

Te nau nonoʻo ʻaki ʻae tauangaʻa ʻi honau ngaahi hala: pea tangilāulau kotoa pē, pea tangi lahi ʻi honau tuʻa fale, pea ʻi honau ngaahi hala.

4 The people of Heshbon and Elealeh cry out in sadness, their voices heard as far as Jahaz. That's why even the bravest soldiers of Moab shout—because they're so terrified.

Pea ʻe tangi ʻa Hesiponi, mo ʻIliale: ʻe ongoʻi honau leʻo ʻo aʻu ki Sehasi: ko ia ʻe kalanga ai ʻae kautau toʻo mahafu ʻo Moape; ʻe mamahi ai ia ʻi heʻene moʻui.

5 I weep over Moab. Moabite refugees run all the way to Zoar and to Eglath-shelishiyah. Weeping they go up Luhith hill; crying for their destruction they walk along the road to Horonaim.

‌ʻE tangi hoku loto koeʻuhi ko Moape; ʻe ʻalu ki Soa ʻene kau hola, ʻo hangē ha pulu kuo tolu taʻu: ʻoku nau tangi ʻi heʻenau ʻalu hake ki Luhiti; ʻio, ʻi he hala ʻo Holonaimi te nau kalanga ʻaki ʻae tangi ʻoe fakaʻauha.

6 The waters of Nimrim have all dried up. The grass is withered, all the vegetation has disappeared—nothing green is left.

Koeʻuhi ʻe lala ʻae ngaahi vai ʻo Nimilimi: he kuo mae ʻae mohuku mōmoa, pea kuo ʻikai ʻae mohuku mata, pea ʻoku ʻikai ha meʻa lau maʻuiʻui.

7 Everything they had gained, all their possessions, they have to carry across Willow River.

Ko ia ko e koloa lahi kuo nau maʻu, pea mo ia kuo nau tānaki, te nau ʻave ki he vaitafe ʻoe ngaahi uilou.

8 Their cry of grief echoes through the whole country of Moab; their wailing and mourning extends all the way from Eglaim to Beer-elim.

He kuo takatakai ʻe he tangi ʻae ngataʻanga ʻo Moape; kuo aʻu ʻene kalanga ki Ekelemi, pea mo e tangilāulau ʻo ia ki Pealimi.

9 River Dimon is full of blood, but I will bring more upon the town of Dimon—a lion to attack the Moabite refugees and those who are left in the country.

‌ʻE fonu ʻae ngaahi vai ʻo Timoni ʻi he toto: he te u toe ʻomi ʻae kovi ki Timoni, ʻae fanga laione kiate ia ʻoku hao ʻi Moape, pea ki hono toe ʻoe fonua.