16:1 |
tNIV | Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela, across the desert, to the mount of the Daughter of Zion. | Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela, across the desert, to the mount of the Daughter of Zion. | Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela, across the desert, to the mount of the Daughter of Zion. |
16:3 |
tNIV | “Give us counsel, render a decision. Make your shadow like night— at high noon. Hide the fugitives, do not betray the refugees. | “Give us counsel Make up your mind, render ” Moab says. “Render a decision. Make your shadow like night— at high noon. Hide the fugitives, do not betray the refugees. | “Give us counsel Make up your mind, render ” Moab says. “Render a decision. Make your shadow like night— at high noon. Hide the fugitives, do not betray the refugees. |
16:6 |
NIV2011 | We have heard of Moab’s pride— her overweening pride and conceit, her pride and her insolence— but her boasts are empty. | We have heard of Moab’s pride— her overweening pride and conceit, her pride and her insolence— but her boasts are empty. | We have heard of Moab’s pride— how great is her overweening pride and arrogance!— of her conceit, her pride and her insolence—; but her boasts are empty. |
16:7 |
tNIV | Therefore the Moabites wail, they wail together for Moab. Lament and grieve for the men of Kir Hareseth. | Therefore the Moabites wail, they wail together for Moab. Lament and grieve for the men raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth. | Therefore the Moabites wail, they wail together for Moab. Lament and grieve for the men raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth. |
16:9 |
tNIV | So I weep, as Jazer weeps, for the vines of Sibmah. O Heshbon, O Elealeh, I drench you with tears! The shouts of joy over your ripened fruit and over your harvests have been stilled. | So I weep, as Jazer weeps, for the vines of Sibmah. O Heshbon, O and Elealeh, I drench you with tears! The shouts of joy over your ripened fruit and over your harvests have been stilled. | So I weep, as Jazer weeps, for the vines of Sibmah. O Heshbon, O and Elealeh, I drench you with tears! The shouts of joy over your ripened fruit and over your harvests have been stilled. |