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A Prophecy Against Moab
A prophecy against Moab:
Ar in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
Kir in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
A prophecy against Moab:
Ar in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
Kir in Moab is ruined,
destroyed in a night!
Пророцтво про Моава. Справді вночі Ар-Моа́в пограбо́ваний був та пони́щений, справді вночі Кір-Моав пограбований був та понищений.
Dibon goes up to its temple,
to its high places to weep;
Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba.
Every head is shaved
and every beard cut off.
to its high places to weep;
Moab wails over Nebo and Medeba.
Every head is shaved
and every beard cut off.
Він пішов до святині, а Диво́н на верхі́в'я, щоб плакати; на Нево́ й на Меде́ву голо́сить Моав. На всіх головах його ли́сина, обстри́жена кожна його борода́,
In the streets they wear sackcloth;
on the roofs and in the public squares
they all wail,
prostrate with weeping.
on the roofs and in the public squares
they all wail,
prostrate with weeping.
на всіх його вулицях підпереза́лись вере́тою, на даха́х його та на площах його всі голо́сять, з плачу́ розплива́ються.
Heshbon and Elealeh cry out,
their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz.
Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out,
and their hearts are faint.
their voices are heard all the way to Jahaz.
Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out,
and their hearts are faint.
І кричали Ешбон та Ел'але, аж до Яга́цу був чутий їхній голос, тому́ то голосять воя́ки Моава, і душа його в ньому тремтить.
My heart cries out over Moab;
her fugitives flee as far as Zoar,
as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim
they lament their destruction.
her fugitives flee as far as Zoar,
as far as Eglath Shelishiyah.
They go up the hill to Luhith,
weeping as they go;
on the road to Horonaim
they lament their destruction.
Моє серце кричить про Моа́ва, втікачі його — аж до Цоару, до Еглат-Шелішійї, бо з плаче́м ходять збі́ччям Лухі́ту, бо на Хоронаїмській дорозі встає крик заги́белі,
The waters of Nimrim are dried up
and the grass is withered;
the vegetation is gone
and nothing green is left.
and the grass is withered;
the vegetation is gone
and nothing green is left.
бо во́ди Німріму спусто́шенням бу́дуть, бо посо́хла трава, мурава́ позника́ла, немає нічого зеленого.
So the wealth they have acquired and stored up
they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.
they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.
Тому́ то набутий останок і маєток вони віднесу́ть за потік степови́й.
Their outcry echoes along the border of Moab;
their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim,
their lamentation as far as Beer Elim.
their wailing reaches as far as Eglaim,
their lamentation as far as Beer Elim.
Бо країну Моава той крик оточи́в, по Еглаїм його голосі́ння, і по Беер-Елім голосі́ння його.