Isaiah 23
1 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.
Ko e tala mamafa ʻoku kau ki Taia. Tangi, ʻakimoutolu ʻae ngaahi vaka ʻo Tasisi; he kuo liʻaki ia, ko ia ʻoku ʻikai ai ha fale, pe ha hū ki loto: ʻoku fakahā ia kiate kinautolu mei he fonua ko Kitimi.
2 Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.
Mou fakalongo pe, ʻakimoutolu ʻae kakai ʻoe motu; ʻa koe kuo fakamaʻumeʻaʻi ʻe he kakai fakatau ʻo Saitoni, ʻakinautolu ʻoku faʻa folau ʻi he tahi.
3 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.
Ko ʻene koloa ko e tupu ʻoe tenga ʻi Sihoa ʻi he veʻe vai lahi, mo e ututaʻu mei he vaitafe; pea ko e fakatauʻanga ia ʻoe ngaahi puleʻanga.
4 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.”
Ke mā ʻa koe, ʻE Saitoni: he kuo lea ʻae tahi, ʻio, ʻae mālohi ʻoe tahi, ʻo pehē, “ʻOku ʻikai te u langa, pe fanauʻi ʻae fānau, pea ʻoku ʻikai te u tauhi ha kau talavou, pe akonakiʻi ha kau taʻahine.”
5 When the report reaches Egypt, they will writhe in agony over the news of Tyre.
ʻO hangē ko e ongoongo naʻe kau ki ʻIsipite, ʻe pehē ʻenau mamahi lahi ʻi he ongoongo ʻo Taia.
6 Cross over to Tarshish; wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!
ʻAlu hake ʻakimoutolu ki Tasisi; tangilāulau, ʻakimoutolu ko e kakai ʻoe motu.
7 Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?
Ko hoʻomou [kolo ]fakafiefia ʻa eni, ʻaia naʻe tuʻu ʻi he ngaahi ʻaho ʻi muʻa? Ko hono vaʻe ʻoʻona te ne ʻave ia ki he mamaʻo ke ʻāunofo ai.
8 Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the earth?
Ko hai kuo ne tuʻutuʻuni ʻae meʻa ni ki Taia, ko e kolo naʻe faʻa fakanofo ʻae ngaahi pule, ko hono kakai fakatau ko e houʻeiki, pea ko kinautolu ʻoku fefakatauʻaki ʻi ai ko e kau ongoongo ʻi māmani?
9 The LORD of Hosts planned it, to defile all its glorious beauty, to disgrace all the renowned of the earth.
Ko Sihova ʻoe ngaahi kautau kuo ne tuʻutuʻuni ki ai, ke fakamā ʻae laukau ʻoe nāunau kotoa pē, pea ke fakamatavaleaʻi ʻae kakai ongoongo kotoa pē ʻo māmani.
10 Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.
ʻE ʻofefine ʻo Tasisi, ke ke ʻalu ʻi ho fonua ʻo hangē ha vaitafe kuo maumauʻi hono kauvai.
11 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.
Naʻa ne mafao hono nima ʻi he tahi, naʻa ne lulululu ʻae ngaahi puleʻanga: kuo tuku mai ʻe Sihova ha fekau ʻoku kau ki he kolo fakatau, ke maumauʻi hono ngaahi potu mālohi.
12 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.”
Pea naʻa ne pehē, ʻE ʻikai te ke toe fiefia, ʻa koe ko e taʻahine kuo taʻomia, ʻae ʻofefine ʻo Saitoni: ke ke tuʻu hake, ʻalu atu ki Kitimi; pea naʻa mo ia ʻe ʻikai te ke maʻu ʻi ai ha mālōlō.
13 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.
Vakai ki he fonua ʻoe kakai ʻo Kalitia; naʻe ʻikai ko ha kakai ʻakinautolu, ka ʻi heʻene toki langaʻi ia maʻanautolu ʻoku nofo ʻi he toafa ʻe he kakai ʻo ʻAsilia: ko kinautolu ia naʻa nau fokotuʻu hono ngaahi fale leʻo, mo nau langa hake hono ngaahi fale fakaʻeiʻeiki; ka naʻa ne ʻomi ia ki he fakaʻauha.
14 Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed!
Tangi, ʻakimoutolu ʻae ngaahi vaka ʻo Tasisi: he kuo maumauʻi ho potu mālohi.
15 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:
Pea ʻe hoko ʻo pehē ʻi he ʻaho ko ia, ʻe fakangalo ʻa Taia ʻi he taʻu ʻe fitungofulu, ʻo hangē ko e ngaahi ʻaho ʻo ha tuʻi ʻe taha: pea hili ʻae taʻu ʻe fitungofulu ʻe hiva ʻa Taia ʻo hangē ko e fefine angahala.
16 “Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be remembered.”
Toʻo ha haʻape mo ke feʻaluʻaki ʻi he kolo, ʻa koe ko e fefine angahala naʻe fakangalo hifo; tā ʻae meʻa tā ke ongo mālie, hiva ʻaki ʻae ngaahi hiva lahi, koeʻuhi ke fakamanatuʻi koe.
17 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.
Pea ʻe hoko ʻo pehē hili ʻae taʻu ʻe fitungofulu, ʻe ʻaʻahi ʻa Sihova ki Taia, pea ʻe foki ia ki heʻene totongi, pea te ne fai hala mo e ngaahi puleʻanga kotoa pē ʻo māmani ʻoku ʻi he funga ʻoe kelekele.
18 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.
Ka ko ʻene koloa mo ia ʻoku ne maʻu ʻe fakatapui maʻa Sihova: ʻe ʻikai tānaki pe fakamaʻopoʻopo ia; he ko ʻene koloa ʻe ʻanautolu ia ʻoku nofo ʻi he ʻao ʻo Sihova, ke mahu ʻae kai, pea tolonga ʻae kofu.
