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.
The doom of Tyre. Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; for it is laid waste, without house, without entrance: from the land of Kittim hath it been revealed to them.
2 Sanglak kah khosa rhoek te kuemsuem saeh. Tuipuei aka hlaikan Sidon thimpom loh nang n'cung sak coeng.
Be silent, ye inhabitants of the coast-land: the merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea [formerly] filled thee.
3 Shihor cangti neh sokko cangvuei kah a cangthaih tah tui len soah namtom kah a thenpom la poeh coeng.
And on mighty waters [came] the seed of Shichor, the harvest of the stream, as her revenue; and she became the mart of 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 Zion; for spoken hath the sea, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I travailed not, nor brought forth children, neither did I nourish up young men, nor bring up virgins.
5 Egypt taengkah olthang vanbangla Tyre olthang long khaw a thuek uh.
As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they tremble at the report of Tyre.
6 Tarshish la hlaikan uh laeh, sanglak kah khosa rhoek khaw rhung uh laeh.
Pass ye over to Tharshish; wail, ye inhabitants of the coast-land.
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 fate, ye of the joyous [city]? she whose antiquity is of ancient days—her own feet shall carry her, afar off to sojourn.
8 Tyre aka uen he unim? A thimpom aka khuem sak tih diklai aka thangpom Kanaan mangpa rhoek te ta?
Who hath resolved this against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honorable of 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 hath resolved it, to dishonor the pride of all ornament, to make of light esteem all the honorable of the earth.
10 Na khohmuen kah aka pam sokko bangla Tarshish nu kah haikang om voel pawh.
Pass through thy land as a stream, O daughter of Tharshish: there is no more strength.
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.
He hath stretched out his hand over the sea, he hath shaken kingdoms; the Lord hath given a command against Canaan, to subvert its strongholds.
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.
And he said, Thou shalt no longer rejoice any more, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to the Kittim; also there shalt thou have 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.
Behold the land of the Chaldeans—this people which was not, Asshur founded it for the dwellers in the wilderness—they have set up their watchtowers, have overthrown its palaces, have rendered it a heap of ruins.
14 Na lunghim a rhoelrhak coeng dongah Tarshish sangpho rhoek aw rhung laeh.
Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; your stronghold is laid waste.
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.
And it shall come to pass on that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, like the days of one king: at the end of seventy years shall it 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 the harp, go round about the city, thou forgotten harlot; make sweet music, sing many songs, in order that thou mayest 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 it shall come to pass after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her hire, and shall have commerce with all the kingdoms of the world upon 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.
And her gain and her hire shall be holy to the Lord: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; but for those that dwell before the Lord shall her gain be, to eat to fulness, and for magnificent clothing.
