إِشَعْيَاءَ 23
| وَحْيٌ مِنْ جِهَةِ صُورَ: وَلْوِلِي يَاسُفُنَ تَرْشِيشَ، لِأَنَّهَا خَرِبَتْ حَتَّى لَيْسَ بَيْتٌ حَتَّى لَيْسَ مَدْخَلٌ. مِنْ أَرْضِ كِتِّيمَ أُعْلِنَ لَهُمْ. | ١ 1 |
A message about Tyre. Howl, people on the ships of Tarshish! Tyre has been destroyed—nothing is left of the houses and the harbor. They heard the news from the people of Cyprus.
| اِنْدَهِشُوا يَا سُكَّانَ ٱلسَّاحِلِ. تُجَّارُ صِيدُونُ ٱلْعَابِرُونَ ٱلْبَحْرَ مَلَأُوكِ. | ٢ 2 |
Stay shocked into silence, people of the coastlands, merchants of Sidon, and sailors.
| وَغَلَّتُهَا، زَرْعُ شِيحُورَ، حَصَادُ ٱلنِّيلِ، عَلَى مِيَاهٍ كَثِيرَةٍ فَصَارَتْ مَتْجَرَةً لِأُمَمٍ. | ٣ 3 |
Egyptian grain came across the wide oceans. The Nile's harvest was what made Tyre money; she was the merchant to the nations.
| اِخْجَلِي يَا صِيدُونُ لِأَنَّ ٱلْبَحْرَ، حِصْنَ ٱلْبَحْرِ، نَطَقَ قَائِلًا: «لَمْ أَتَمَخَّضْ وَلَا وَلَدْتُ وَلَا رَبَّيْتُ شَبَابًا وَلَا نَشَّأْتُ عَذَارَى». | ٤ 4 |
Feel the shame, Sidon! For the fortress of the sea says, “I have no children, having never been in labor or given birth. I have not brought up young men or brought up young women.”
| عِنْدَ وُصُولِ ٱلْخَبَرِ إِلَى مِصْرَ، يَتَوَجَّعُونَ، عِنْدَ وُصُولِ خَبَرِ صُورَ. | ٥ 5 |
When the news about Tyre reaches Egypt they will be in agony.
| اُعْبُرُوا إِلَى تَرْشِيشَ. وَلْوِلُوا يَا سُكَّانَ ٱلسَّاحِلِ. | ٦ 6 |
Sail across to Tarshish! Howl, people of the coastlands!
| أَهَذِهِ لَكُمُ ٱلْمُفْتَخِرَةُ ٱلَّتِي مُنْذُ ٱلْأَيَّامِ ٱلْقَدِيمَةِ قِدَمُهَا؟ تَنْقُلُهَا رِجْلَاهَا بَعِيدًا لِلتَّغَرُّبِ. | ٧ 7 |
Is this really your triumphant city, whose beginnings are from the distant past, who has sent out people to colonize faraway places?
| مَنْ قَضَى بِهَذَا عَلَى صُورَ ٱلْمُتَوِّجَةِ ٱلَّتِي تُجَّارُهَا رُؤَسَاءُ؟ مُتَسَبِّبُوهَا مُوَقَّرُو ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٨ 8 |
Who planned this attack on Tyre? Tyre, who created kingdoms, whose merchants were princes, whose traders were honored around the world!
| رَبُّ ٱلْجُنُودِ قَضَى بِهِ لِيُدَنِّسَ كِبْرِيَاءَ كُلِّ مَجْدٍ، وَيَهِينَ كُلَّ مُوَقَّرِي ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ٩ 9 |
The Lord Almighty planned it, to humble its pride in all its glory, and to bring down all who receive worldly honor.
| اِجْتَازِي أَرْضَكِ كَٱلنِّيلِ يَابِنْتَ تَرْشِيشَ. لَيْسَ حَصْرٌ فِي مَا بَعْدُ. | ١٠ 10 |
Work your land, people of Tarshish, as they do beside the Nile, for you don't have a harbor anymore.
| مَدَّ يَدَهُ عَلَى ٱلْبَحْرِ. أَرْعَدَ مَمَالِكَ. أَمَرَ ٱلرَّبُّ مِنْ جِهَةِ كَنْعَانَ أَنْ تُخْرَبَ حُصُونُهَا. | ١١ 11 |
The Lord held his hand out over the sea and shook kingdoms. He has condemned Phoenicia, giving the order to destroy their fortresses.
| وَقَالَ: «لَا تَعُودِينَ تَفْتَخِرِينَ أَيْضًا أَيَّتُهَا ٱلْمُنْهَتِكَةُ، ٱلْعَذْرَاءُ بِنْتُ صِيْدُونَ. قُومِي إِلَى كِتِّيمَ. ٱعْبُرِي. هُنَاكَ أَيْضًا لَا رَاحَةَ لَكِ». | ١٢ 12 |
He said, “Don't celebrate any more, mistreated virgin daughter of Sidon. Go and sail over to Cyprus—however, even there you won't find rest.”
| هُوَذَا أَرْضُ ٱلْكَلْدَانِيِّينَ. هَذَا ٱلشَّعْبُ لَمْ يَكُنْ. أَسَّسَهَا أَشُّورُ لِأَهْلِ ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ. قَدْ أَقَامُوا أَبْرَاجَهُمْ. دَمَّرُوا قُصُورَهَا. جَعَلَهَا رَدْمًا. | ١٣ 13 |
Look at the country of the Babylonians, this people that are not as they used to be! The Assyrians have turned it into a place for desert animals. They set up their siege towers, they demolished the fortresses, and ruined the country.
| وَلْوِلِي يَا سُفُنَ تَرْشِيشَ لِأَنَّ حِصْنَكِ قَدْ أُخْرِبَ. | ١٤ 14 |
Howl, people on the ships of Tarshish because your fortress is destroyed!
| وَيَكُونُ فِي ذَلِكَ ٱلْيَوْمِ أَنَّ صُورَ تُنْسَى سَبْعِينَ سَنَةً كَأَيَّامِ مَلِكٍ وَاحِدٍ. مِنْ بَعْدِ سَبْعِينَ سَنَةً يَكُونُ لِصُورَ كَأُغْنِيَّةِ ٱلزَّانِيَةِ: | ١٥ 15 |
At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years, a king's lifetime, as it were. But at the end of these seventy years, Tyre will be like the song about a prostitute,
| «خُذِي عُودًا. طُوفِي فِي ٱلْمَدِينَةِ أَيَّتُهَا ٱلزَّانِيَةُ ٱلْمَنْسِيَّةُ. أَحْسِنِي ٱلْعَزْفَ، أَكْثِرِي ٱلْغِنَاءَ لِكَيْ تُذْكَرِي». | ١٦ 16 |
“Take a lyre and walk around the city, forgotten prostitute! Play and sing so people will remember you!”
| وَيَكُونُ مِنْ بَعْدِ سَبْعِينَ سَنَةً أَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ يَتَعَهَّدُ صُورَ فَتَعُودُ إِلَى أُجْرَتِهَا، وَتَزْنِي مَعَ كُلِّ مَمَالِكِ ٱلْبِلَادِ عَلَى وَجْهِ ٱلْأَرْضِ. | ١٧ 17 |
After seventy years, the Lord will restore Tyre. But then she will go back to hiring herself out as a prostitute, selling herself to all the kingdoms of the world.
| وَتَكُونُ تِجَارَتُهَا وَأُجْرَتُهَا قُدْسًا لِلرَّبِّ. لَا تُخْزَنُ وَلَا تُكْنَزُ، بَلْ تَكُونُ تِجَارَتُهَا لِلْمُقِيمِينَ أَمَامَ ٱلرَّبِّ، لِأَكْلٍ إِلَى ٱلشِبَعِ وَلِلِبَاسٍ فَاخِرٍ. | ١٨ 18 |
However, her profits and what she earns will consecrated to the Lord. They won't be kept or saved up, for her business earnings will go to those who worship the Lord, to provide them with plenty of food and good clothes.
