Isaia 23
1 KA wanana no Turo. E aoa oukou, e na moku o Taresisa, No ka mea, ua anaiia oia, aohe hale, aole wahi e komo ai; Ua haiia mai ia lakou, mai ka aina o Kitima mai.
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.
2 E noho malie, e ka poe noho ma kahakai; Holo ae la ka mea kalepa o Zidona, mai kela aoao ae o ke kai, a hoopiha no ia ia oe.
Stay shocked into silence, people of the coastlands, merchants of Sidon, and sailors.
3 O ka hua o ka Nile, i ulu ma na wai nui, A me ka ai o ka muliwai, oia kona waiwai; A lilo ia i wahi kuai no na aina.
Egyptian grain came across the wide oceans. The Nile's harvest was what made Tyre money; she was the merchant to the nations.
4 E hilahila oe, e Zidona, No ka mea, ua olelo mai ko kai, o kahi paa hoi o ke kai, I mai, Aole au i kuakoko, aole au i hanau keiki, Aole au i hanai i kanaka ui, Aole hoi au i malama i na wahine puupaa.
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.”
5 A hiki aku ka lohe i Aigupita, E nahu hookina lakou, no ka lohe ana ia Turo.
When the news about Tyre reaches Egypt they will be in agony.
6 E hele ae oukou i Taresisa, E aoa oukou, e ka poe noho ma kahakai.
Sail across to Tarshish! Howl, people of the coastlands!
7 O keia anei ko oukou wahi i hauoli ai, Ka mea i hookumuia i ka wa kahiko loa? Na kona wawae e lawe aku ia ia i kahi loihi e noho ai.
Is this really your triumphant city, whose beginnings are from the distant past, who has sent out people to colonize faraway places?
8 Owai ka mea i manao mua i keia ia Turo, I ka mea i hoalii aku ia hai? He poe alii no kona poe kalepa, A o kona poe kuai, he poe koikoi no o ka aina.
Who planned this attack on Tyre? Tyre, who created kingdoms, whose merchants were princes, whose traders were honored around the world!
9 Ua manao mai o Iehova o na kaua ia mea, I hoohaumia oia i ka hanohano o na mea nani a pau, A e hoohaahaa hoi i na mea koikoi a pau o ka honua.
The Lord Almighty planned it, to humble its pride in all its glory, and to bring down all who receive worldly honor.
10 E hele oe maluna o kou aina e like me ka wai kahe, E ke kaikamahine o Taresisa, aole kaei i koe.
Work your land, people of Tarshish, as they do beside the Nile, for you don't have a harbor anymore.
11 O aku no oia i kona lima maluna o ke kai, Hoonaueue no oia i na aupuni: Ua kauoha mai o Iehova no Poinike, E hooki loa aku i kona mau pakaua.
The Lord held his hand out over the sea and shook kingdoms. He has condemned Phoenicia, giving the order to destroy their fortresses.
12 A ua olelo mai ia, Aole oe e hooho lanakila hou, E ka wahine puupaa i pue wale ia, ke kaikamahine a Zidona; E ku iluna, e hele i kela aoao, i Kitima; Aole nae e loaa ia oe ka maha malaila.
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.”
13 Aia hoi ko ka aina o Kaledea; He mea ole keia poe kanaka, A hookumu ko Asuria ia wahi no ka poe i noho ma ka waonahele; Na lakou i kukulu i kolaila mau halekiai, A hana no hoi i kolaila mau halealii; A nana i hoohiolo i na kauhale.
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.
14 E aoa oukou, e na moku o Taresisa, No ka mea, ua hoohioloia kou pakaua,
Howl, people on the ships of Tarshish because your fortress is destroyed!
15 A hiki aku i kela la, E hoopoinaia no o Turo i na makahiki he kanahiku, E like me na makahiki o ke alii hookahi: A pau na makahiki he kanahiku, Alaila, e olioli no o Turo me ka ka wahine hookamakama.
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,
16 E lawe oe i ka lira, e poai i ke kulanakauhale, E ka wahine hookamakama i hoopoinaia: E hookanikani maikai, e hoonui i ka olioli, I hoomanao hou ia'i oe.
“Take a lyre and walk around the city, forgotten prostitute! Play and sing so people will remember you!”
17 A hiki i ka pau ana o na makahiki he kanahiku, Alaila e nana mai no o Iehova ia Turo, A e hoi hou no ia i kana hana e waiwai ai, A e moe kolohe no oia me ko na aupuni a pau o keia ao, Maluna o ka honua nei.
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.
18 Aka, o kona waiwai loaa, a me kona uku, E laa no ia no Iehova, Aole ia e hoahuia, aole e malamaia ma kahi e; No ka mea, o kona waiwai kuai, no ka poe ia e noho ana imua o Iehova, I mea e ai ai a maona, a i mea aahu nani.
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.
