Isaias 23
1 Ti pakaammo maipapan iti Tiro: Agriawkayo, dakayo a barko ti Tarsis; ta awanen iti pagtaengan wenno pantalan; manipud iti daga ti Kittim naipakaammon kadakuada.
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.
2 Agsiddaawkayo, dakayo nga agnanaed iti igid ti baybay, dakayo nga agtagtagilako ti Sidon, nga agdaldaliasat iti rabaw ti taaw a makin-ahente kadagiti mangipapaay kadakayo kadagiti tagilako.
Be silent, you inhabitants of the island, Trader of Sidon, passing the sea, they filled you.
3 Ket iti rabaw dagiti dadakkel a danum, ket naipan dagiti trigo ti rehiyon ti Sihor, nga apit ti Nilo, idiay Tiro; lugar a pagtagilakoan idi dagiti nasion.
And the seed of Sihor [is] in many waters, Her increase [is] the harvest of the brook, And she is a market of nations.
4 Agbainka koma Sidon, ta nagsao ti taaw, ti nabileg iti taaw. Kinunana, “Saanak a nagpasikal wenno naganak, wenno nagpadakkel kadagiti babbaro wenno babbalasang.”
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.”
5 Inton dumteng ti pakaammo idiay Egipto, agladingitdanto maipapan iti Tiro.
As they are pained [at] the report of Egypt, So [at] the report of Tyre.
6 Agballasiwkayo idiay Tarsis; aganug-ogkayo dakayo nga agnanaed iti igid ti baybay.
Pass over to Tarshish, howl, you inhabitants of the island,
7 Napasamak kadi daytoy kadakayo, ti naragsak a siudad, a ti naggappoanna ket manipud iti punganay, nga inyadayo dagiti sakana tapno agnaed kadagiti ganggannaet a lugar?
Is this your exulting one? Her antiquity [is] from the days of old, Her own feet carry her far off to sojourn.
8 Siasino ti nangplano iti daytoy maibusor iti Tiro, ti mangmangted kadagiti korona, a dagiti agtagtagilakona ket prinsipe ken dagiti agtagtagilakona ket mararaem iti daga?
Who has counseled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants—the honored of earth?
9 Pinanggep daytoy ni Yahweh a Mannakabalin-amin tapno maibabain ti pagpanpannakkel ti Tiro ken ti amin a dayawna, tapno pabainanna dagiti amin a mararaemna iti daga.
YHWH of Hosts has counseled it, To defile the excellence of all beauty, To make light all the honored of earth.
10 Aradoem ti daga, anak a babai ti Tarsis, kas iti panangarado ti maysa a tao iti Nilo. Awanen ti pagtagilakoan idiay Tiro.
Pass through your land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, There is no longer a girdle.
11 Inyunnat ni Yahweh ti imana iti rabaw ti taaw, ket ginungonna dagiti pagarian; nangted isuna ti bilin maipanggep iti Fenecia, a madadael dagiti sarikedkedna.
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.
12 Kinunana, “Saankanton nga agragsak manen, naidadanes a birhen nga anak ti Sidon; tumakderka, mapanka idiay Cyprus; ngem uray sadiay, saankanto a makainana.”
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.”
13 Kitaem ti daga dagiti Caldeo. Dagitoy a tattao ket maibilang a saanen a nasion; inaramid dagiti taga-Asiria daytoy a let-ang a maipaay kadagiti atap nga ayup. Nangaramidda kadagiti nangangato a pagkalay-atanda; rinebbada dagiti palasiona daytoy; inaramidda daytoy a gabsuon dagiti nadadael.
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!
14 Agriawkayo, dakayo a barko ti Tarsis; ta nadadaelen ti pagkamanganyo.
Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For your strength has been destroyed.
15 Iti dayta nga aldaw, malipatto ti Tiro iti pito pulo a tawen, a kas iti al-aldaw ti maysa nga ari. Kalpasan iti pito pulo a tawen, addanto ti mapasamak iti Tiro a kas iti nailanad iti kanta ti balangkantis.
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.
16 Mangalaka ti arpa, mapanka iti siudad, sika a nalipatanen a balangkantis; sayaatem a kurengrengen daytoy, agkantaka iti adu a kankanta, tapno malaglagipdaka.
Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that you may be remembered.
17 Mapasamakto a kalpasan iti pito pulo a tawen, tulonganto ni Yahweh ti Tiro, ket agsublinto manen ti Tiro iti sigud a panggedanna. Ilakonanto ti bagina kadagiti amin a pagarian iti rabaw ti daga.
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.
18 Maidatonto kenni Yahweh dagiti amin a ganansia ken urnongna. Saanto a maidulin wenno maurnong dagitoy. Ti mateggedna ket para iti taraon ken nalagda a kawes dagiti agnanaed iti presensia ni Yahweh.
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!
