Cities fall in a single night, and across nine verses, mourning spreads from rooftop to rooftop and street to street.
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Lyrics
The burden of Moab Because in the night Ar of Moab is laid waste Because in the night Kir of Moab is laid waste
He has gone up to Bayith And to Dibon to the high places To weep Moab wails over Nebo and over Medeba
On all their heads is baldness Every beard is cut off In their streets they are clothed in sackcloth On their housetops and in their streets
Everyone wails and weeps Heshbon and Elealeh cry out Their voice is heard even to Jahaz Therefore the armed men of Moab cry out
His life is burdensome to him My heart cries out for Moab His fugitives flee to Zoar And to Eglath Shelishiyah
For they go up the ascent of Luhith weeping For in the way of Horonaim they raise up a cry of destruction For the waters of Nimrim will be desolate The grass fails the vegetation dies away
Therefore they will carry away the abundance they have gotten And that which they have laid up Over the brook of the willows For the cry has gone around the border of Moab
The wailing of Eglaim The wailing of Beer Elim The waters of Dimon are full of blood I will bring yet more upon Dimon
Upon the fugitives of Moab And upon the remnant of the land
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Isaiah 15 sung by Psalm Selah. The whole Bible, one chapter at a time.