Esajas 23
1 Profeti imod Tyrus. Hyler, I Tharsis's Skibe! thi den er ødelagt, saa der ikke er et Hus, og saa at ingen kommer derind; fra Kithims Land kundgøres dette for dem.
The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in. It is revealed to them from the land of Kittim.
2 Tier, I Indbyggere paa Øen, som Zidons Købmænd, der fore over Havet, fyldte!
Be still, ye inhabitants of the coast, thou whom the merchants of Sidon, who pass over the sea, have replenished.
3 Over de store Vande blev Sæden ved Sikor, Høsten ved Strømmen, dens Indkomst; og den var Hedningernes Stapelstad.
And on great waters the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue, and she was the mart of nations.
4 Skam dig, Zidon! thi Havet, Befæstningen ved Havet, siger: Jeg har ikke været i Fødselsnød og har ikke født og ikke opdraget unge Karle og ikke opfødt Jomfruer.
Be thou ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I have not travailed, nor brought forth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.
5 Saa si art Rygtet naar Ægypten, skulle de blive bange ved Rygtet om Tyrus.
When the report comes to Egypt, they shall be greatly pained at the report of Tyre.
6 Farer over til Tharsis, hyler, I Indbyggere paa Øen!
Pass ye over to Tarshish. Wail, ye inhabitants of the coast.
7 Er dette eders jublende Stad, den, hvis Udspring er fra Oldtid, den, hvis Fødder føre den ud, langt bort til at være fremmed?
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn?
8 Hvo har besluttet dette over Tyrus, den, som uddelte Kroner, den, hvis Købmænd vare Fyrster, den, hvis Kræmmere vare de herligste paa Jorden?
Who has purposed this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are rulers, whose traders are the honored of the earth?
9 Den Herre Zebaoth har besluttet det for at nedslaa al denne dejlige Herlighed, for at gøre de herlige paa Jorden ringe.
Jehovah of hosts has purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.
10 Far igennem dit Land som Strømmen, du Tharsis's Datter! der er intet Bælte ydermere.
Pass through thy land as the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish, there is no restraint any more.
11 Han udrakte sin Haand over Havet, han bragte Rigerne til at bæve; Herren bød om Kanaan at ødelægge dens Befæstninger.
He has stretched out his hand over the sea. He has shaken the kingdoms. Jehovah has given commandment concerning Canaan, to destroy the strongholds of it.
12 Og han sagde: Du skal ikke blive ved at fryde dig ydermere, du voldtagne Jomfru, Zidons Datter! gør dig rede, drag hen over til Kithim; men end ikke der skal du have Hvile.
And he said, Thou shall no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim, even there shall thou have no rest.
13 Se, Kaldæernes Land — der er Folket, som ikke længe har været til, Assur har grundlagt det for Ørkenens Børn — de have oprejst Vagttaarne, nedbrudt dens Paladser, gjort den til en Stenhob.
Behold, the land of the Chaldeans. This people once was not. The Assyrian founded it for those who dwell in the wilderness. They set up their towers. They raised up the palaces of it. Then they made it a ruin.
14 Hyler, I Tharsis's Skibe! thi eders Befæstning er forstyrret.
Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste.
15 Og det skal ske paa den Dag, da skal Tyrus blive glemt halvfjerdsindstyve Aar, som ere en Konges Dage; men naar halvfjerdsindstyve Aar ere til Ende, skal det gaa Tyrus efter Skøgevisen:
And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years it shall be to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
16 „Tag Harpe, gak omkring i Staden, du glemte Skøge! leg smukt paa Strenge, syng meget, paa det du maa ihukommes!‟
Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot who has been forgotten. Make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou may be remembered.
17 Og det skal ske, efter at halvfjerdsindstyve Aar ere til Ende, da skal Herren besøge Tyrus, og den skal komme til sin Fortjeneste igen og bole med alle Riger paa Jorden, paa Jordens Kreds.
And it came to pass after the end of seventy years, that Jehovah examined Tyre, and she has repented of her gift, that she play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
18 Men dens Købmandsskab og dens Fortjeneste skal være Herren helliget, det skal ikke samles til Liggendefæ, ej heller henlægges; thi de, som bo for Herrens Ansigt, skulle have dens Købmandsskab, at de maa æde og blive mætte og kunne klæde sig herligt.
And her merchandise and her pay shall be holiness to Jehovah. It shall not be treasured nor laid up, for her merchandise shall be for those who dwell before Jehovah, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
