Isaiah 16:1-10 ▼

1 Send the lamb to the ruler of the land, from Sela in the wilderness, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.

2 And it will come to pass that, like a fluttering bird or a nestling cast out, so shall be the daughters of Moab at the fords of the Arnon.

3 “Bring in counsel; make judgment; set like the night your shadow in the middle of noontime. Hide those driven away, do not uncover the one fleeing.

4 Let sojourn among you the outcasts of Moab; be a shelter for them from the face of the destroyer.” For the extortioner comes to an end and destruction ceases; the tramplers of the land are finished off.

5 And in loving devotion a throne will be established, and one will sit on it in faithfulness in the tent of David—one judging and seeking justice, and hastening righteousness.

6 We have heard of the pride of Moab—exceeding pride—of his arrogance and his pride and his wrath; not so are his lies.

7 Therefore Moab will wail; let everyone wail for Moab; for the raisin-cakes of Kir-Hareseth you? will mourn, utterly stricken.

8 For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have struck down its choicest vines, which had reached as far as Jazer, and wandered to the desert—her branches stretched out and passed over the sea.

9 Upon thus I weep with the weeping of Jazer, for the vine of Sibmah, I will drench you with my tears, O Heshbon and Elealeh. For over your summer fruit—over your summer fruit the shouting have fallen silent.

10 And gladness and rejoicing are gathered up from the field of planting, and in the vineyards there is no singing, and no shouting, and the wine in the presses, the treader does not tread; their shouting I have made cease.