Isaiah 16:1-7 ▼

1 Send lambs to the ruler of the land, from Sela in the desert to the mountain of Daughter Zion.

2 Like a bird fleeing, forced from the nest, the daughters of Moab will be at the fords of the Arnon.

3 Give us counsel and make a decision. Shelter us at noonday with shade that is as dark as night. Hide the refugees; do not betray the one who flees.

4 Let my refugees stay with you; be a refuge for Moab from the aggressor. When the oppressor has gone, destruction has ended, and marauders have vanished from the land.

5 Then in the tent of David a throne will be established by faithful love. A judge who seeks what is right and is quick to execute justice will sit on the throne forever.

6 We have heard of Moab’s pride— how very proud he is— his haughtiness, his pride, his arrogance, and his empty boasting.

7 Therefore let Moab wail; let every one of them wail for Moab. Mourn, you who are completely devastated, for the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth.