Isaiah 23
1 Tyre chung chang thua hitihin thuhil ahunge kap un, Aw Tarshish a um konglen cheng, ajehchu kong kaimun leh Tyre injouse aum gam tapoi! Cyprus akon'a thu kithang najah u chu adih soh kei ahi.
The word about Tyre. Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish, because your strong place is made waste; on the way back from the land of Kittim the news is given to them.
2 Thipchet nin puldou un, twikhanglen pama umho leh sidon a sumkolvei ho. Na sumkolvei miho chun twipi agal kai tao vin.
Send out a cry of grief, you men of the sea-land, traders of Zidon, who go over the sea, whose representatives are on great waters;
3 Twi thuh tah chunga akitol un ahi. Amaho chun chang le mim Egypt gam a konin nahin poh peh un chule Nile joi ah konin nahin poh peh uve. Vannoi in kailhang kiveina mun'a nanei u ahi.
Who get in the seed of Shihor, whose wealth is the trade of the nations.
4 ahin tun jachat thoh in nakikoi tai, Sidon khopi, ajeh chu Tyre, twikhanglen kulpi chun aseije, “Tun chaneilou kahitai; Chanu leh chapa hojong kanei poi.”
Be shamed, O Zidon: for the sea, the strong place of the sea has said, I have not been with child, or given birth; I have not taken care of young men, or kept watch over the growth of virgins.
5 Tyre chung chang thusoh ho, Egypten ahin jah teng leh lunghem na nasatah hung umding ahi.
When the news comes to Egypt they will be bitterly pained at the fate of Tyre.
6 Tarshish a tun thuthot nin! Kap loi loi un, gamlatah a cheng mipi ho!
Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.
7 Na khopi kipana leh thanopna mun tia ana kihe chu, tua thipchetna mangthai a bou kihe a hitam? Malai na umchan thusim hi asao mong monge! Kho a cheng mi gamlatah a nasoldoh chu ngaiton.
Is this the town which was full of joy, whose start goes back to times long past, whose wanderings took her into far-off countries?
8 Vangsetna Tyre chunga hinlhun sah a, lenggam ho hin phutdoh mihattah chu koi ham? Amite akivei hojong leng chapate ngen ana hiuvin, a sumkolvei miho jong alen alal ngen ana hiuve.
By whom was this purposed against Tyre, the crowning town, whose traders are chiefs, whose business men are honoured in the land?
9 Van janel Pakai chun na kiletsahna suh mang nadinga anabol ahin, leiset chunga dinmun sangtah'a umho asuhnem ding ahi.
It was the purpose of the Lord of armies to put pride to shame, to make sport of the glory of those who are honoured in the earth.
10 Hungun, nangho Tarshish mite, Nile a tuilen bangin agamsung chu theh doh in, ajehchu Tyre in kivenna ding aneitapoi.
Let your land be worked with the plough, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer any harbour.
11 Pakai in tuipi chunga akhut ahin jah doh in, leiset lenggam jouse ahin hotlingin ahi, Phoenicia douna thu ahin seijin, akulpiu suhmang din thu ahinpei.
His hand is stretched out over the sea, the kingdoms are shaking: the Lord has given orders about Canaan, to make waste its strong places.
12 Hitin aseije, “Nakipa thanop kit tah louhel ding, O Sidon chanu, na kisugam a nahitai. Cyprus gam geijin jam jong lechun, kicholna ding namu louding ahi.”
And he said, There is no more joy for you, O crushed virgin daughter of Zidon: up! go over to Kittim; even there you will have no rest.
13 Babylon gam khu ven-hiche a cheng gam mite chu a umtapoi je! Assyrian ten Babylon chu nelgam a um gamsa ho apedoh taovin ahi. Bangho a um kimun, leng inpi aphelhao vin, songhal song bong ho aselom taovin ahi.
14 Ka pun, O Tarshish kong len ho, ajehchu na kongkaimun uchu akisumang tai!
Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish: because your strong place is made waste.
15 Lengpa hinkho chu kum som sagi a saoding, Tyre chu suhmil a umding ahitai. Ahin noti chunga la kisa banga khopi chu hung uldoh kit ding ahi:
And it will be in that day that Tyre will go out of mind for seventy years, that is, the days of one king: after the end of seventy years it will be for Tyre as in the song of the loose woman.
16 Selangdah kichoi jin lang, lamlen a vahlen, suhmil a um, notinu. Na kigel doh kit din, awngei tah in nala ho chu sa in.
Take an instrument of music, go about the town, O loose woman who has gone out from the memory of man; make sweet melody with songs, so that you may come back to men's minds.
17 Ahi, kum som sagi jouleh Pakai in Tyre asuh thou kit ding ahi. Ahin amasa a sangin lamdang dehlou ding ahi. Vannoi lenggam jouse adinga notinu hikit ding ahi.
And it will be after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will have mercy on Tyre, and she will go back to her trade, acting as a loose woman with all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.
18 Ahin achaina leh atong jouse Pakai kipe ding ahi. A gou ho kikhol khom louding, amavang Pakai thempuho adin anpha leh vonpha channa a anei diu ahi.
And her goods and her trade will be holy to the Lord: they will not be kept back or stored up; for her produce will be for those living in the Lord's land, to give them food for their needs, and fair clothing.
