Yesaya 23
1 Uthenga wonena za Turo: Lirani mofuwula, inu oyendetsa sitima za pa madzi za ku Tarisisi: pakuti mzinda wa Turo wawonongedwa ndipo mulibe nyumba kapena dooko. Zimenezi anazimva pochokera ku Kitimu.
The Burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For it has been destroyed, Without house, without entrance, From the land of Chittim it was revealed to them.
2 Khalani chete inu anthu okhala mʼmbali mwa nyanja, inu amalonda a ku Sidoni, iwe amene unalemera ndi anthu oyenda pa nyanja.
Be silent, you inhabitants of the island, Trader of Sidon, passing the sea, they filled you.
3 Pa nyanja zazikulu panabwera tirigu wa ku Sihori; zokolola za ku Nailo, ndipo munachita malonda ndi anthu a mitundu ina.
And the seed of Sihor [is] in many waters, Her increase [is] the harvest of the brook, And she is a market of nations.
4 Chita manyazi, iwe Sidimu pakuti nyanja yayankhula, linga la ku nyanja (Turo) layankhula kuti, “Sindinamvepo zowawa za kubereka kapena kuberekapo mwana; sindinalerepo ana aamuna kapena kulera ana aakazi.”
Be ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea spoke, The strength of the sea, saying, “I have not been pained, nor have I brought forth, Nor have I nourished young men, [nor] brought up virgins.”
5 Mawuwa akadzamveka ku Igupto, iwo adzachita mantha akadzamva kuti Turo wawonongeka.
As they are pained [at] the report of Egypt, So [at] the report of Tyre.
6 Wolokerani ku Tarisisi, lirani mofuwula, inu anthu okhala mʼmbali mwa nyanja.
Pass over to Tarshish, howl, you inhabitants of the island,
7 Kodi uwu si mzinda wachisangalalo uja, mzinda wakalekale, umene anthu ake ankapita kukakhala ku mayiko akutali?
Is this your exulting one? Her antiquity [is] from the days of old, Her own feet carry her far off to sojourn.
8 Kodi ndani anakonza zimenezi kuti zigwere Turo, mzinda umene unakhazikitsa mizinda ina, mzinda umene amalonda ake ndi akalonga ndi otchuka pa dziko lapansi?
Who has counseled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants—the honored of earth?
9 Yehova Wamphamvuzonse anakonza zimenezi kuti athetse kunyada kwawo ndi kutsitsa anthu otchuka a pa dziko lapansi.
YHWH of Hosts has counseled it, To defile the excellence of all beauty, To make light all the honored of earth.
10 Mubalalike mʼdziko mwanu ngati mtsinje wa Nailo inu anthu a ku Tarisisi, pakuti mulibenso chokutetezani.
Pass through your land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, There is no longer a girdle.
11 Yehova watambasula dzanja lake kuloza ku nyanja ndipo wagwedeza maufumu ake. Iye walamula kuti Kanaani agwetse malinga ake.
He has stretched out His hand over the sea, He has caused kingdoms to tremble, YHWH has charged concerning the merchant one, To destroy her strong places.
12 Iye anati, “Simudzakondwanso konse, inu anthu opanikizidwa a ku Sidoni, tsopano wamphwanyidwa! “Ngakhale muwolokere ku Kitimu, kumeneko simukapezako mpumulo.”
And He says, “You do not add to exult anymore, O oppressed one, virgin daughter of Sidon, To Chittim arise, pass over, Even there—there is no rest for you.”
13 Onani dziko la Ababuloni, anthu amenewa tsopano atheratu! Asiriya asandutsa Turo kukhala malo a zirombo za ku chipululu; anamanga nsanja zawo za nkhondo, anagumula malinga ake ndipo anawasandutsa bwinja.
Behold, the land of the Chaldeans—this people was not, Asshur founded it for desert-dwellers, They raised its watchtowers, They lifted up her palaces—He has appointed her for a ruin!
14 Lirani mofuwula, inu anthu oyendetsa sitima za pa madzi za ku Tarisisi; chifukwa malinga ako agwetsedwa!
Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For your strength has been destroyed.
15 Pa nthawi imeneyo Turo adzayiwalika pa zaka 70, amene ndi masiku a moyo wa mfumu. Koma potsiriza pa zaka 70 zimenezi, Turo adzakhala ngati mkazi wachiwerewere woyimbidwa mu nyimbo:
And it has come to pass in that day, That Tyre is forgotten seventy years, According to the days of one king. At the end of seventy years there is to Tyre as the song of the harlot.
16 “Tenga zeze wako uzungulire mzinda, iwe mkazi wachiwerewere woyiwalika; imba zeze mokometsera, imba nyimbo zambiri, kuti anthu akukumbukire.”
Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that you may be remembered.
17 Pakutha pa zaka 70, Yehova adzachitapo kanthu pa Turo. Iye adzabwerera ku ntchito yake yakale monga mkazi wachiwerewere ndipo adzachita zachiwerewere ndi maufumu onse a dziko lapansi.
And it has come to pass, At the end of seventy years YHWH inspects Tyre, And she has returned to her wage, And she committed fornication With all kingdoms of the earth on the face of the ground.
18 Koma phindu lake ndi malipiro ake adzazipereka kwa Yehova; sadzazikundika kapena kuzisunga. Phindu lake lidzapita kwa mtumiki wa Yehova kuti agule zakudya zambiri ndi zovala zokongola.
And her merchandise and her wage have been holy to YHWH, Not treasured up nor stored, For her merchandise is to those sitting before YHWH, To eat to satiety, and for a lasting covering!
