Isaiah 16
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1Send forth the lambs of the ruler of the land,
From Selah of the desert,
Unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
2For it shall be, that as a wandering bird, a nest forsaken,
So shall the daughters of Moab be at the fords of Arnon.
3Impart counsel; execute justice;
Make thy shadow like unto the night, in the midst of the noon-day:
Hide the out-casts; betray not the fugitives.
4Let my out-casts, the Moabites, dwell with thee;
Be thou to them a covert from the destroyer:
For the oppressor is no more, the destroyer ceaseth;
He that trampled you under foot is perished from the land.
5And the throne shall be established in mercy,
And thereon shall be seated in truth,
In the tabernacle of David, a judge;
And he will carefully search out the right,
And promptly execute justice.
6We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud:
His haughtiness, and his pride, and his anger:
His vain boastings.
7Therefore shall Moab lament over Moab,
Every one shall lament;
For the fortifications of Kir-haraseth shall ye moan,
Ye the deeply afflicted.
8For the fields of Heshbon languish,
The vine of Sibmah, the lords of the nations have broken down the fruitful tendrils thereof;
Unto Jazer did they reach, they wandered over the desert:
Her branches extended themselves, they passed over the sea.
9Therefore I will weep, with the weeping of Jazer,
for the vine of Sibmah;
I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon and Elealeh!
For upon thy summer fruits, and upon thy harvest, the war-shout is fallen.
10And joy and gladness is taken away from the fruitful field;
And in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither any shouting:
Wine into the vats the treader shall no longer tread; The shout of joy I have made to cease.
11Wherefore my bowels shall sound like a harp for Moab;
And mine inward parts for Kirharesh.
12And it shall be, when it is seen
That Moab hath wearied himself out on the high place,
Then shall he enter into his sanctuary to pray;
But he shall not prevail.
13This is the word, which Jehovah spake concerning Moab long ago; 14but now Jehovah hath spoken, saying:
After three years, as the years of an hireling,
The glory of Moab shall be debased,
Together with all his great multitude;
And the remnant shall be very few, not many.
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Translated by Rev John Jones (Ioan Tegid).Published at Oxford in 1830, second edition 1842.
Isaiah 16
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1Send lambs to the ruler of the land.#16:1 Masoretic Text; Targum “They have sent lambs to the ruler of the land.”
Send lambs from Sela through the desert to my people at Mount Zion.
2Moab’s daughters are like fluttering birds,
like scattered nestlings,
at the shallow crossings of the Arnon River.
3Give us advice.
Make a decision.
At high noon make your shadow as dark as night.
Hide the fugitives.
Don’t betray the refugees.
4Let the fugitives from Moab stay with you a while. Be their refuge from the destroyer.
Ruthless people will come to an end.
The destruction will end.
The one who tramples others will be gone.
5Then the Lord will set up a trusted king.
He will rule faithfully.
He is from the tent of David.
He judges and searches for justice.
He is quick to do what is right.
6We’ve heard of the arrogance of Moab’s people.
They are very arrogant.
We’ve heard of their boasting, arrogance, and conceit,
but their boasts aren’t true.
7That is why Moab will wail.
Everyone will wail for Moab.
Mourn and grieve over the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
8The fields of Heshbon and the vineyards of Sibmah wither.
Rulers of the nations have cut off their grapes.
The grapevines ⌞once⌟ reached as far as Jazer
and strayed out into the desert.
Their shoots had spread out over the sea.
9I will cry for the grapevines of Sibmah
as Jazer cries for them.
I will drench you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh.
The shouts of joy for your ripened fruits
and your harvest will be silenced.
10Joy and delight have vanished from the orchards.
No songs are sung.
No shouts are raised.
No one stomps on grapes in the winepresses,
because I have put an end to the shouts of joy.
11That is why my heart mourns for Moab like a harp.
My soul mourns for Kir Hareseth.
12When the people of Moab appear at the worship site,
they will only wear themselves out.
They will come into the holy place to pray,
but they won’t be able to.
13This is the message that the Lord spoke about Moab in the past. 14But now the Lord says, “Moab’s honor will be despised within three years. I will count them like workers count the years left of their contracts. In spite of their great number, the survivors will be very few and powerless.”
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