Isaiah 23
1 The Burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For it has been destroyed, Without house, without entrance, From the land of Chittim it was revealed to them.
Onus Tyri. Ululate naves maris: quia vastata est domus, unde venire consueverant: de Terra Cethim revelatum est eis.
2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the island, Trader of Sidon, passing the sea, they filled you.
Tacete qui habitatis in insula: negotiatores Sidonis transfretantes mare, repleverunt te.
3 And the seed of Sihor [is] in many waters, Her increase [is] the harvest of the brook, And she is a market of nations.
In aquis multis semen Nili, messis fluminis fruges eius: et facta est negotiatio gentium.
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea spoke, The strength of the sea, saying, “I have not been pained, nor have I brought forth, Nor have I nourished young men, [nor] brought up virgins.”
Erubesce Sidon: ait enim mare: fortitudo maris dicens: Non parturivi, et non peperi, et non enutrivi iuvenes, nec ad incrementum perduxi virgines.
5 As they are pained [at] the report of Egypt, So [at] the report of Tyre.
Cum auditum fuerit in Ægypto, dolebunt cum audierint de Tiro:
6 Pass over to Tarshish, howl, you inhabitants of the island,
Transite maria, ululate qui habitatis in insula:
7 Is this your exulting one? Her antiquity [is] from the days of old, Her own feet carry her far off to sojourn.
Numquid non vestra hæc est, quæ gloriabatur a diebus pristinis in antiquitate sua? Ducent eam pedes sui longe ad peregrinandum.
8 Who has counseled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants—the honored of earth?
Quis cogitavit hoc super Tyrum quondam coronatam, cuius negotiatores principes, institores eius inclyti terræ?
9 YHWH of Hosts has counseled it, To defile the excellence of all beauty, To make light all the honored of earth.
Dominus exercituum cogitavit hoc, ut detraheret superbiam omnis gloriæ, et ad ignominiam deduceret universos inclytos terræ.
10 Pass through your land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, There is no longer a girdle.
Transi terram tuam quasi flumen filia maris, non est cingulum ultra tibi.
11 He has stretched out His hand over the sea, He has caused kingdoms to tremble, YHWH has charged concerning the merchant one, To destroy her strong places.
Manum suam extendit super mare, conturbavit regna: Dominus mandavit adversus Chanaan, ut contereret fortes eius,
12 And He says, “You do not add to exult anymore, O oppressed one, virgin daughter of Sidon, To Chittim arise, pass over, Even there—there is no rest for you.”
et dixit: Non adiicies ultra ut glorieris, calumniam sustinens virgo filia Sidonis: in Cethim consurgens transfreta, ibi quoque non erit requies tibi.
13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans—this people was not, Asshur founded it for desert-dwellers, They raised its watchtowers, They lifted up her palaces—He has appointed her for a ruin!
Ecce terra Chaldæorum talis populus non fuit, Assur fundavit eam: in captivitatem traduxerunt robustos eius, suffoderunt domos eius, posuerunt eam in ruinam.
14 Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For your strength has been destroyed.
Ululate naves maris, quia devastata est fortitudo vestra.
15 And it has come to pass in that day, That Tyre is forgotten seventy years, According to the days of one king. At the end of seventy years there is to Tyre as the song of the harlot.
Et erit in die illa: In oblivione eris O Tyre septuaginta annis, sicut dies regis unius: post septuaginta autem annos erit Tyro quasi canticum meretricis.
16 Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that you may be remembered.
Sume citharam, circui civitatem meretrix oblivioni tradita: bene cane, frequenta canticum ut memoria tui sit.
17 And it has come to pass, At the end of seventy years YHWH inspects Tyre, And she has returned to her wage, And she committed fornication With all kingdoms of the earth on the face of the ground.
Et erit post septuaginta annos: Visitabit Dominus Tyrum, et reducet eam ad mercedes suas: et rursum fornicabitur cum universis regnis terræ super faciem terræ.
18 And her merchandise and her wage have been holy to YHWH, Not treasured up nor stored, For her merchandise is to those sitting before YHWH, To eat to satiety, and for a lasting covering!
Et erunt negotiationes eius, et mercedes eius sanctificatæ Domino: non condentur, neque reponentur: quia his, qui habitaverint coram Domino, erit negotiatio eius, ut manducent in saturitatem, et vestiantur usque ad vetustatem.
