Isaiah 23
1 THE burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of Chittim it is revealed to them.
Et Udsagn om Tyrus. Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus! De faar det at vide paa Vejen fra Kyperns Land.
2 Be still, ye inhabitants of the isle; thou whom the merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished.
Det er ude med Kystlandets Folk, med Zidons Købmænd, hvis Sendebud for over Havet,
3 And by great waters the seed of Sihor, the harvest of the river, is her revenue; and she is a mart of nations.
de mange Vande, hvis Indkomst var Sjihors Sæd, hvis Vinding Alverdens Varer.
4 Be thou ashamed, O Zidon: for the sea hath spoken, even the strength of the sea, saying, I travail not, nor bring forth children, neither do I nourish up young men, nor bring up virgins.
Skam faa du, Zidon, thi Havet siger: »Jeg har ikke haft Veer, jeg fødte ikke, ej har jeg fostret Ynglinge, opfødt Jomfruer!«
5 As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they be sorely pained at the report of Tyre.
Naar Rygtet naar Ægypten, skælver de ved Rygtet om Tyrus.
6 Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the isle.
Drag over til Tarsis og jamrer, I Kystlandets Folk!
7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
Er det eders jublende By fra Urtids Dage, hvis Fødder førte den viden om som Gæst?
8 Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the honourable of the earth?
Hvo satte sig dette for mod det kronede Tyrus, hvis Købmænd var Fyrster, hvis Kræmmere Jordens Adel?
9 The Lord of hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth.
Det gjorde Hærskarers HERRE for at vanære Hovmod, skænde al Stolthed, al Jordens Adel.
10 Pass through thy land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.
Græd, I Tarsisskibe, Havn er der ikke mer!
11 He stretched out his hand over the sea, he shook the kingdoms: the Lord hath given a commandment against the merchant city, to destroy the strong holds thereof.
Han udrakte Haanden mod Havet, rystede Riger, HERREN samled Folk for at jævne Kana'ans Fæstninger.
12 And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to Chittim; there also shalt thou have no 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 Behold the land of the Chaldeans; this people was not, till the Assyrian founded it for them that dwell in the wilderness: they set up the towers thereof, they raised up the palaces thereof; and he brought it to ruin.
Se til Kyprioternes Land! Søfarere grunded det Folk; de rejste dets Vagttaarne, Byer og Borge. Han gjorde det til en Ruinhob.
14 Howl, ye ships of Tarshish: for your strength is laid waste.
Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus!
15 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 shall Tyre sing as an harlot.
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 an harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou mayest be remembered.
»Tag din Citer, gaa rundt i Byen, du glemte Skøge, leg smukt paa Strenge, syng, hvad du kan, saa du kommes i Hu!«
17 And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will visit Tyre, and she shall turn to her hire, and shall commit fornication with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
Efter halvfjerdsindstyve Aars Forløb vil HERREN se til Tyrus; det skal atter modtage Skøgeløn og bole med Alverdens Riger paa den vide Jord.
18 And her merchandise and her hire shall be holiness to the Lord: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; for her merchandise shall be for them that dwell before the Lord, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
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.
