Les prophètes
Prophecy about the destruction of Moab
A prophecy about Moab's swift destruction: the cities of Ar and Kir-Moab fall in one night; the people wail and flee in tears over Nebo, Medeba, Heshbon, and Horonaim, while Dimon's waters are filled with blood as a lion waits for the survivors.
Ésaïe 15,1-9
1An oracle concerning Moab: In one night Ar of Moab is laid waste and left in ruins; in one night Kir of Moab is laid waste and left in ruins.
מַשָּׂ֖א מוֹאָ֑ב כִּ֠י בְּלֵ֞יל שֻׁדַּ֨ד עָ֤ר מוֹאָב֙ נִדְמָ֔ה כִּ֗י בְּלֵ֛יל שֻׁדַּ֥ד קִיר־מוֹאָ֖ב נִדְמָֽה׃
2Bayith and Dibon have gone up to the high places to weep. Over Nebo and over Medeba Moab wails. Every head is shaved, every beard cut off.
עָלָ֨ה הַבַּ֧יִת וְדִיבֹ֛ן הַבָּמ֖וֹת לְבֶ֑כִי עַל־נְב֞וֹ וְעַ֤ל מֵֽידְבָא֙ מוֹאָ֣ב יְיֵלִ֔יל בְּכָל־רֹאשָׁ֣יו קָרְחָ֔ה כָּל־זָקָ֖ן גְּרוּעָֽה׃
3In the streets they are wrapped in sackcloth; on the rooftops and in the squares everyone wails and melts into tears.
בְּחוּצֹתָ֖יו חָ֣גְרוּ שָׂ֑ק עַ֣ל גַּגּוֹתֶ֧יהָ וּבִרְחֹבֹתֶ֛יהָ כֻּלֹּ֥ה יְיֵלִ֖יל יֹרֵ֥ד בַּבֶּֽכִי׃
4Heshbon and Elealeh cry out; their voices are heard as far as Jahaz. So the armed men of Moab cry aloud, and their souls tremble within them.
וַתִּזְעַ֤ק חֶשְׁבּוֹן֙ וְאֶלְעָלֵ֔ה עַד־יַ֖הַץ נִשְׁמַ֣ע קוֹלָ֑ם עַל־כֵּ֗ן חֲלֻצֵ֤י מוֹאָב֙ יָרִ֔יעוּ נַפְשׁ֖וֹ יָ֥רְעָה לּֽוֹ׃
5My heart cries out for Moab; her fugitives flee as far as Zoar, as far as Eglath-shelishiyah. Up the ascent of Luhith they climb, weeping as they go; on the road to Horonaim they raise a cry of ruin.
לִבִּי֙ לְמוֹאָ֣ב יִזְעָ֔ק בְּרִיחֶ֕הָ עַד־צֹ֖עַר עֶגְלַ֣ת שְׁלִשִׁיָּ֑ה כִּ֣י ׀ מַעֲלֵ֣ה הַלּוּחִ֗ית בִּבְכִי֙ יַֽעֲלֶה־בּ֔וֹ כִּ֚י דֶּ֣רֶךְ חוֹרֹנַ֔יִם זַעֲקַת־שֶׁ֖בֶר יְעֹעֵֽרוּ׃
6For the waters of Nimrim will become a wasteland, since the grass is withered, the new growth is gone, and nothing green is left.
כִּֽי־מֵ֥י נִמְרִ֖ים מְשַׁמּ֣וֹת יִֽהְי֑וּ כִּֽי־יָבֵ֤שׁ חָצִיר֙ כָּ֣לָה דֶ֔שֶׁא יֶ֖רֶק לֹ֥א הָיָֽה׃
7So the wealth they have gathered, and all they have stored up, they carry away over the Ravine of the Poplars.
עַל־כֵּ֖ן יִתְרָ֣ה עָשָׂ֑ה וּפְקֻדָּתָ֔ם עַ֛ל נַ֥חַל הָעֲרָבִ֖ים יִשָּׂאֽוּם׃
8For the cry has gone all around the border of Moab; her wailing reaches Eglaim, her wailing reaches Beer-elim.
כִּֽי־הִקִּ֥יפָה הַזְּעָקָ֖ה אֶת־גְּב֣וּל מוֹאָ֑ב עַד־אֶגְלַ֙יִם֙ יִלְלָתָ֔הּ וּבְאֵ֥ר אֵילִ֖ים יִלְלָתָֽהּ׃
9The waters of Dimon are full of blood, and still I will bring more upon Dimon: a lion against the survivors of Moab, against those who remain in the land.
כִּ֣י מֵ֤י דִימוֹן֙ מָ֣לְאוּ דָ֔ם כִּֽי־אָשִׁ֥ית עַל־דִּימ֖וֹן נוֹסָפ֑וֹת לִפְלֵיטַ֤ת מוֹאָב֙ אַרְיֵ֔ה וְלִשְׁאֵרִ֖ית אֲדָמָֽה׃