Jesaja 16 | King James Version

1 Send ye the lamb to the ruler of the land from Sela to the wilderness, unto the mount of the daughter of Zion. 2 For it shall be, that , as a wandering bird cast out of the nest, so the daughters of Moab shall be at the fords of Arnon. 3 Take counsel, execute judgment; make thy shadow as the night in the midst of the noonday; hide the outcasts; bewray not him that wandereth. 4 Let mine outcasts dwell with thee, Moab; be thou a covert to them from the face of the spoiler: for the extortioner is at an end, the spoiler ceaseth, the oppressors are consumed out of the land. 5 And in mercy shall the throne be established: and he shall sit upon it in truth in the tabernacle of David, judging, and seeking judgment, and hasting righteousness. 6 We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud: even of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his wrath: but his lies shall not be so. 7 Therefore shall Moab howl for Moab, every one shall howl: for the foundations of Kirhareseth shall ye mourn; surely they are stricken. 8 For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah: the lords of the heathen have broken down the principal plants thereof, they are come even unto Jazer, they wandered through the wilderness: her branches are stretched out, they are gone over the sea. 9 Therefore I will bewail with the weeping of Jazer the vine of Sibmah: I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh: for the shouting for thy summer fruits and for thy harvest is fallen. 10 And gladness is taken away, and joy out of the plentiful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting: the treaders shall tread out no wine in their presses; I have made their vintage shouting to cease. 11 Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kirharesh. 12 And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab is weary on the high place, that he shall come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not prevail. 13 This is the word that the LORD hath spoken concerning Moab since that time. 14 But now the LORD hath spoken, saying, Within three years, as the years of an hireling, and the glory of Moab shall be contemned, with all that great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and feeble.

New International Reader’s Version

1 People of Moab, send lambs as a gift to the ruler of Judah. Send them from Sela. Send them across the desert. Send them to Mount Zion in the city of Jerusalem. 2 The women of Moab are at the places where people go across the River Arnon. They are like birds that flap their wings when they are pushed from their nest. 3 The Moabites say to the rulers of Judah, ‘Make up your mind. Make a decision. Cover us with your shadow. Make it like night even at noon. Hide those of us who are running away. Don’t turn them over to their enemies. 4 Let those who have run away from Moab stay with you. Keep them safe from those who are trying to destroy them.’ Those who crush others will be destroyed. The killing will stop. The attackers will disappear from the earth. 5 A man from the royal house of David will sit on Judah’s throne. He will rule with faithful love. When he judges he will do what is fair. He will be quick to do what is right. 6 We have heard all about Moab’s pride. We have heard how very proud they are. They think they are so much better than others. They boast about themselves. But all their boasting is nothing but empty words. 7 So the people of Moab cry out. All of them cry over their country. Sing a song of sadness. Weep that you can no longer enjoy the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth. 8 The fields of Heshbon dry up. So do the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have walked all over its finest vines. Those vines once reached as far as Jazer. They spread out towards the desert. Their new growth went all the way to the Dead Sea. 9 Jazer weeps for the vines of Sibmah. And so do I. Heshbon and Elealeh, I soak you with my tears! There isn’t any ripe fruit for people to shout about. There isn’t any harvest to make them happy. 10 Joy and gladness are taken away from the orchards. No one sings or shouts in the vineyards. No one treads grapes at the winepresses. That’s because the LORD has put an end to the shouting. 11 My heart mourns over Moab like a song of sadness played on a harp. Deep down inside me I mourn over Kir Hareseth. 12 Moab’s people go to their high place to pray. But all they do is wear themselves out. Their god Chemosh can’t help them at all. 13 That’s the message the LORD has already spoken against Moab. 14 But now he says, ‘In exactly three years, people will look down on Moab’s glory. Now Moab has many people. But by that time only a few of them will be left alive. And even they will be weak.’

Jesaja 16 | King James Version New International Reader’s Version