Isaiah 23
1 A message about Tyre. Howl, people on the ships of Tarshish! Tyre has been destroyed—nothing is left of the houses and the harbor. They heard the news from the people of Cyprus.
Et Udsagn om Tyrus. Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus! De faar det at vide paa Vejen fra Kyperns Land.
2 Stay shocked into silence, people of the coastlands, merchants of Sidon, and sailors.
Det er ude med Kystlandets Folk, med Zidons Købmænd, hvis Sendebud for over Havet,
3 Egyptian grain came across the wide oceans. The Nile's harvest was what made Tyre money; she was the merchant to the nations.
de mange Vande, hvis Indkomst var Sjihors Sæd, hvis Vinding Alverdens Varer.
4 Feel the shame, Sidon! For the fortress of the sea says, “I have no children, having never been in labor or given birth. I have not brought up young men or brought up young women.”
Skam faa du, Zidon, thi Havet siger: »Jeg har ikke haft Veer, jeg fødte ikke, ej har jeg fostret Ynglinge, opfødt Jomfruer!«
5 When the news about Tyre reaches Egypt they will be in agony.
Naar Rygtet naar Ægypten, skælver de ved Rygtet om Tyrus.
6 Sail across to Tarshish! Howl, people of the coastlands!
Drag over til Tarsis og jamrer, I Kystlandets Folk!
7 Is this really your triumphant city, whose beginnings are from the distant past, who has sent out people to colonize faraway places?
Er det eders jublende By fra Urtids Dage, hvis Fødder førte den viden om som Gæst?
8 Who planned this attack on Tyre? Tyre, who created kingdoms, whose merchants were princes, whose traders were honored around the world!
Hvo satte sig dette for mod det kronede Tyrus, hvis Købmænd var Fyrster, hvis Kræmmere Jordens Adel?
9 The Lord Almighty planned it, to humble its pride in all its glory, and to bring down all who receive worldly honor.
Det gjorde Hærskarers HERRE for at vanære Hovmod, skænde al Stolthed, al Jordens Adel.
10 Work your land, people of Tarshish, as they do beside the Nile, for you don't have a harbor anymore.
Græd, I Tarsisskibe, Havn er der ikke mer!
11 The Lord held his hand out over the sea and shook kingdoms. He has condemned Phoenicia, giving the order to destroy their fortresses.
Han udrakte Haanden mod Havet, rystede Riger, HERREN samled Folk for at jævne Kana'ans Fæstninger.
12 He said, “Don't celebrate any more, mistreated virgin daughter of Sidon. Go and sail over to Cyprus—however, even there you won't find rest.”
Han sagde: »Aldrig mer skal du juble, du voldtagne Jomfru, Zidons Datter! Staa op, drag over til Kypern, selv der skal du ej finde Hvile!«
13 Look at the country of the Babylonians, this people that are not as they used to be! The Assyrians have turned it into a place for desert animals. They set up their siege towers, they demolished the fortresses, and ruined the country.
Se til Kyprioternes Land! Søfarere grunded det Folk; de rejste dets Vagttaarne, Byer og Borge. Han gjorde det til en Ruinhob.
14 Howl, people on the ships of Tarshish because your fortress is destroyed!
Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus!
15 At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years, a king's lifetime, as it were. But at the end of these seventy years, Tyre will be like the song about a prostitute,
Paa hin Dag skal Tyrus gaa ad Glemme i halvfjerdsindstyve Aar, som i een Konges Dage. Men efter halvfjerdsindstyve Aars Forløb skal det gaa med Tyrus som med Skøgen i Visen:
16 “Take a lyre and walk around the city, forgotten prostitute! Play and sing so people will remember you!”
»Tag din Citer, gaa rundt i Byen, du glemte Skøge, leg smukt paa Strenge, syng, hvad du kan, saa du kommes i Hu!«
17 After seventy years, the Lord will restore Tyre. But then she will go back to hiring herself out as a prostitute, selling herself to all the kingdoms of the world.
Efter halvfjerdsindstyve Aars Forløb vil HERREN se til Tyrus; det skal atter modtage Skøgeløn og bole med Alverdens Riger paa den vide Jord.
18 However, her profits and what she earns will consecrated to the Lord. They won't be kept or saved up, for her business earnings will go to those who worship the Lord, to provide them with plenty of food and good clothes.
Men dets Vinding og Skøgeløn skal helliges HERREN; den skal ikke gemmes hen eller lægges op; dem, der bor for HERRENS Aasyn, skal dets Vinding tjene til Føde, Mættelse og prægtige Klæder.
