Isaiah 16

Send ye the lamb to the ruler of the land from Sela to the wilderness, unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.

Offer the lamb to the leader of the land, from the rocky heights to the wild, up to Zion's daughter's mountain.

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.

Just as a lost bird is forced from its nest, so too will the daughters of Moab find themselves adrift at the banks of Arnon.

Take counsel, execute judgment; make thy shadow as the night in the midst of the noonday; hide the outcasts; bewray not him that wandereth.

Seek wisdom, act justly; be a refuge in the brightest of times; protect the rejected; do not betray the lost.

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.

Please, Moab, welcome my exiles; protect them from their tormentors. The time of tyranny is over; the oppressors are no more.

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.

With compassion, the throne will be set. He will reign in honesty from David's sanctuary, dispensing justice, seeking fairness, and promoting righteousness swiftly.

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.

We've heard about Moab's arrogance, his extreme pride, anger, and deceit. But his lies won't stand.

Therefore shall Moab howl for Moab, every one shall howl: for the foundations of Kirhareseth shall ye mourn; surely they are stricken.

Moab will weep for itself, everyone will cry out in sorrow. For the pillars of Kirhareseth have fallen, they are indeed devastated.

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.

The once thriving lands of Heshbon and the vineyards of Sibmah now wither in despair. The powerful foreign rulers have trampled their choicest vines, vines that once reached as far as Jazer and wandered through the wilderness, their branches spreading far and wide, even across the sea.

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.

I will mourn deeply for the lost vine of Sibmah, just as Jazer wept. My tears will nourish you, Heshbon and Elealeh. For the joy of your summer fruits and harvest has tragically faded away.

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.

Joy and cheer have vanished from the bountiful fields. The vineyards are silent, no songs or shouts of joy. The wine presses are empty, I've silenced their harvest celebrations.

Wherefore my bowels shall sound like an harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kirharesh.

My heart aches deeply for Moab, like a harp playing a sorrowful tune, and my soul mourns for Kirharesh.

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.

When it becomes clear that Moab is exhausted from his struggles, he will seek solace in his sacred place to pray. However, his efforts will not succeed.

This is the word that the LORD hath spoken concerning Moab since that time.

This is the message that God has passionately expressed about Moab from the past.

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.

The Lord has declared, "In three years, Moab's pride will be scorned, despite their vast numbers. Only a weak and tiny fraction will remain."