Isaiah 23
1 Tyre olrhuh, Tarshish sangpho te rhung laeh saeh. Im a om kolla a rhoelrhak tih Kittim kho lamloh ha pawk kolla amih taengah a phoe pah.
This is the burden against Tyre: Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, without house or harbor. Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.
2 Sanglak kah khosa rhoek te kuemsuem saeh. Tuipuei aka hlaikan Sidon thimpom loh nang n'cung sak coeng.
Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.
3 Shihor cangti neh sokko cangvuei kah a cangthaih tah tui len soah namtom kah a thenpom la poeh coeng.
On the great waters came the grain of Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre; she was the merchant of the nations.
4 Tuipuei lunghim loh tuipuei te a voek tih, “Ka vawn pawt tih ca ka cun pawh, tongpang khaw ka pantai sak pawt tih oila khaw ka poeh mai pawh,” a ti dongah Sidon te yahpok saeh.
Be ashamed, O Sidon, the stronghold of the sea, for the sea has spoken: “I have not been in labor or given birth. I have not raised young men or brought up young women.”
5 Egypt taengkah olthang vanbangla Tyre olthang long khaw a thuek uh.
When the report reaches Egypt, they will writhe in agony over the news of Tyre.
6 Tarshish la hlaikan uh laeh, sanglak kah khosa rhoek khaw rhung uh laeh.
Cross over to Tarshish; wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!
7 Hlamat kum lamloh mah hmuen la he tlam a na yalpo uh? Khohla la bakuep ham a khokan te a khuen uh.
Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?
8 Tyre aka uen he unim? A thimpom aka khuem sak tih diklai aka thangpom Kanaan mangpa rhoek te ta?
Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the earth?
9 Hoemdamnah poeih pah ham, kirhang boeih neh diklai kah a thangpom boeih te thaephoei thil ham caempuei BOEIPA loh a taeng coeng.
The LORD of Hosts planned it, to defile all its glorious beauty, to disgrace all the renowned of the earth.
10 Na khohmuen kah aka pam sokko bangla Tarshish nu kah haikang om voel pawh.
Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.
11 A kut te tuipuei soah a thueng tih ram khaw a tlai sak. A lunghim te milh sak hamla BOEIPA loh Kanaan te a uen.
The LORD has stretched out His hand over the sea; He has made kingdoms tremble. He has given a command that the strongholds of Canaan be destroyed.
12 Te vaengah, “Sidon nu, oila aka hnaemtaek loh koep sundaep voel mahpawh. Kittim, Kittim thoo lamtah hlaikan laeh oe, namah ham pataeng na duem voel moenih te,” a ti.
He said, “You shall rejoice no more, O oppressed Virgin Daughter of Sidon. Get up and cross over to Cyprus— even there you will find no rest.”
13 Khalden khohmuen aih ke, pilnam he khaw om noek pawh. Assyria loh kohong ham a suen pah. A rhalyuep im a pai sak uh dae a impuei neh a phae uh tih imrhong la a poeh sak.
Look at the land of the Chaldeans — a people now of no account. The Assyrians destined it for the desert creatures; they set up their siege towers and stripped its palaces. They brought it to ruin.
14 Na lunghim a rhoelrhak coeng dongah Tarshish sangpho rhoek aw rhung laeh.
Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed!
15 Tekah khohnin ah tah Tyre aka hmaai khaw kum sawmrhih khuiah manghai pakhat kah a tue vaengkah bangla om ni. Kum sawmrhih a thok vaengah tah Tyre taengah pumyoi laa la a poeh pah ni.
At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years—the span of a king’s life. But at the end of seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
16 Rhotoeng te khuen lamtah a pumyoi khopuei te hil laeh. A hnilh tangtae te tluep tluep tum pah lamtah laa khaw lum saeh. Te daengah ni na poek thai eh.
“Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be remembered.”
17 Kum sawmrhih kah a bawtnah a pha vaengah BOEIPA loh Tyre te a hip ni. Te vaengah a paang te a mael pah vetih diklai hman kah diklai ram rhoek khaw boeih cukhalh uh ni.
And at the end of seventy years, the LORD will restore Tyre. Then she will return to hire as a prostitute and sell herself to all the kingdoms on the face of the earth.
18 Tedae a thenpom neh a paang te BOEIPA ham a cim la om ni. Te vaengah kael pawt vetih tuung bal mahpawh. Te cakhaw BOEIPA mikhmuh kah khosa rhoek ham tah dakda then a cungnah hil a caak te a thenpomnah la om ni.
Yet her profits and wages will be set apart to the LORD; they will not be stored or saved, for her profit will go to those who live before the LORD, for abundant food and fine clothing.
