Isaiah 23
1 The burden of Tyre. Wail, you ships of the sea! For the house, from which they were accustomed to go forth, has been laid waste. From the land of Kittim, this has been revealed to them.
Oráculo contra Tiro; ¡Aullad, naves de Tarsis! porque ella está desolada; no hay casa ni entrada. De la tierra de Kitim se les dio este anuncio.
2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the island! The merchants of Sidon, crossing over the sea, have filled you.
¡Callad, oh habitantes de la isla, que estaba llena de comerciantes de Sidón, navegantes del mar!
3 The offspring of the Nile is in the midst of many waters. The harvest of the river is her crop. And she has become the marketplace of the nations.
Recibió, a través de las grandes aguas, el trigo del Nilo, la cosecha de Egipto; y vino a ser emporio de los pueblos.
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon! For the sea speaks, the strength of the sea, saying: “I have not been in labor, and I have not given birth, and I have not raised young men, nor have I promoted the development of virgins.”
Avergüénzate, Sidón, pues habla el mar, la ciudadela del mar, diciendo: “No he dado a luz ni tenido hijos, no he criado mancebos, ni nutrido doncellas”.
5 When it has been heard in Egypt, they will be in anguish, when they hear of Tyre.
Cuando Egipto llegue a oírlo, temblará por la noticia de (la caída de) Tiro.
6 Cross over the seas. Wail, you inhabitants of the island!
Pasad a Tarsis; aullad, habitantes de las islas.
7 Is this not your place, which from its earliest days has gloried in its antiquity? Her feet will lead her to a sojourn far away.
¿Es esta vuestra (ciudad) jubilosa, cuyo origen es de tiempos antiguos, que iba por sus pies a lejanas tierras, para fijar moradas?
8 Who has made this plan against Tyre, which formerly was crowned, whose merchants were leaders, whose traders were illustrious on the earth?
¿Quién decretó esto contra Tiro, que repartía coronas; cuyos comerciantes eran príncipes, y sus mercaderes los grandes de la tierra?
9 The Lord of hosts has planned this, so that he may tear down the arrogance of all glory, and may bring disgrace to all the illustrious of the earth.
Yahvé de los ejércitos lo ha decretado, para acabar con toda gloria orgullosa, y para humillar a todos los potentados de la tierra.
10 Cross through your land, as through a river, O daughter of the sea. You no longer have a belt.
Inunda tu tierra, como el Nilo, oh tú, hija de Tarsis, ya no tienes ceñidor.
11 He has extended his hand over the sea. He has stirred up kingdoms. The Lord has given an order against Canaan, so that he may crush its strong.
Yahvé ha extendido su mano sobre el mar, ha sacudido los reinos; Yahvé dio orden de destruir las plazas fuertes de Canaán.
12 And he said: “You shall no longer increase so as to glory, while enduring calumny, O virgin daughter of Sidon. Rise up and set sail for Kittim; in that place, too, there will be no rest for you.”
Él ha dicho: No saltes más de gozo, virgen deshonrada, hija de Sidón. Levántate, pasa a Kitim, mas ni aun allí encontrarás reposo.
13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans: never before was there such a people! Assur founded it. They have led away its strong ones into captivity. They have dug under its houses. They have left it in ruins.
He aquí la tierra de los caldeos, nación que antes no existía; Asiria la fundó para los animales del desierto. Aunque levantaron sus torres y erigieron sus palacios, Él la convirtió en ruinas.
14 Wail, you ships of the sea! For your strength has been devastated.
¡AuIlad, oh naves de Tarsis, pues está destruida vuestra fortaleza!
15 And this shall be in that day: you, O Tyre, will be forgotten for seventy years, like the days of one king. Then, after seventy years, there will be, for Tyre, something like the canticle of a harlot.
Y será en aquel día que Tiro quedará olvidada setenta años, correspondientes a los días de un rey; y al fin de los setenta años, sucederá con Tiro lo que dice la canción de la cortesana:
16 Take up a stringed instrument. Circulate through the city, you harlot who had been forgotten. Sing many canticles well, so that you may be remembered.
“Toma la cítara, da la vuelta por la ciudad, cortesana olvidada, toca bien, multiplica tus canciones, para que seas recordada.”
17 And this shall be after seventy years: the Lord will visit Tyre, and he will lead her back to her profits. And she will fornicate again with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
Sí, al cabo de los setenta años, Yahvé visitará a Tiro; y ella recibirá de nuevo su salario, y fornicará con todos los reinos de la tierra, que hay sobre la faz del orbe.
18 And her businesses and her profits will be sanctified to the Lord. They will not be locked away and they will not be stored. For her business will be for those who will live in the presence of the Lord, so that they may eat until satisfied, and may be well-clothed even into old age.
Pero sus ganancias y su salario serán consagrados a Yahvé; no serán atesorados ni guardados, pues su ganancia pasará a los que habitan delante de Yahvé, para que coman hasta hartarse y se vistan magníficamente.
