Esias 23
1 THE WORD CONCERNING TYRE. Howl, you ships of Carthage; for she has perished, and [men] no longer arrive from the land of the Citians: she is led captive.
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.
2 To whom are the dwellers in the island become like, the merchants of Phoenice, passing over the sea
Tier, I Indbyggere paa Øen, som Zidons Købmænd, der fore over Havet, fyldte!
3 in great waters, a generation of merchants? as when the harvest is gathered in, [so are] these traders with the nations.
Over de store Vande blev Sæden ved Sikor, Høsten ved Strømmen, dens Indkomst; og den var Hedningernes Stapelstad.
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon: the sea has said, yes, the strength of the sea has said, I have not travailed, nor brought forth, nor have I brought up young men, nor reared virgins.
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.
5 Moreover when it shall be heard in Egypt, sorrow shall seize them for Tyre.
Saa si art Rygtet naar Ægypten, skulle de blive bange ved Rygtet om Tyrus.
6 Depart you to Carthage; howl, you that dwell in this island.
Farer over til Tharsis, hyler, I Indbyggere paa Øen!
7 Was not this your pride from the beginning, before she was given up?
Er dette eders jublende Stad, den, hvis Udspring er fra Oldtid, den, hvis Fødder føre den ud, langt bort til at være fremmed?
8 Who has devised this counsel against Tyre? Is she inferior? or has she no strength? her merchants were the glorious princes of the earth.
Hvo har besluttet dette over Tyrus, den, som uddelte Kroner, den, hvis Købmænd vare Fyrster, den, hvis Kræmmere vare de herligste paa Jorden?
9 The Lord of hosts has purposed to bring down all the pride of the glorious ones, and to disgrace every glorious thing on the earth.
Den Herre Zebaoth har besluttet det for at nedslaa al denne dejlige Herlighed, for at gøre de herlige paa Jorden ringe.
10 Till your land; for ships no more come out of Carthage.
Far igennem dit Land som Strømmen, du Tharsis's Datter! der er intet Bælte ydermere.
11 And your hand prevails no more by sea, which troubled kings: the Lord of hosts has given a command concerning Chanaan, to destroy the strength thereof.
Han udrakte sin Haand over Havet, han bragte Rigerne til at bæve; Herren bød om Kanaan at ødelægge dens Befæstninger.
12 And [men] shall say, You shall no longer at all continue to insult and injure the daughter of Sidon: and if you depart to the Citians, neither there shall you have rest.
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.
13 And [if you depart] to the land of the Chaldeans, this also is laid waste by the Assyrians, for her wall is fallen.
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.
14 Howl, you ships of Carthage: for your strong hold is destroyed.
Hyler, I Tharsis's Skibe! thi eders Befæstning er forstyrret.
15 And it shall come to pass in that day, [that] Tyre shall be left seventy years, as the time of a king, as the time of a man: and it shall come to pass after seventy years, [that] Tyre shall be as the song of a harlot.
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:
16 Take a harp, go about, O city, you harlot that have been forgotten; play well on the harp, sing many [songs], that you may be remembered.
„Tag Harpe, gak omkring i Staden, du glemte Skøge! leg smukt paa Strenge, syng meget, paa det du maa ihukommes!‟
17 And it shall come to pass after the seventy years, [that] God will visit Tyre, and she shall be again restored to her primitive state, and she shall be a mart for all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.
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.
18 And her trade and her gain shall be holiness to the Lord: it shall not be gathered for them, but for those that dwell before the Lord, [even] all her trade, to eat and drink and be filled, and for a covenant [and] a memorial before the Lord.
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.
