Isaaya 23
1 Obunnabbi obukwata ku Tuulo: Mukube ebiwoobe, mmwe ebyombo by’e Talusiisi, kubanga Tuulo kizikirizibbwa ne mutasigala nnyumba newaakubadde ebyombo we biyinza okugobera. Ekigambo kyababikulirwa okuva mu nsi ya Kittimu.
The burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish! For it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in. From the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.
2 Musirike mmwe ab’oku kizinga nammwe abasuubuzi b’e Sidoni abagaggawalidde ku nnyanja.
Be still, you inhabitants of the coast, you whom the merchants of Sidon that pass over the sea have replenished.
3 Ku nnyanja ennene kwajjirako ensigo za Sikoli, n’ebyamakungula bya Kiyira bye byali amagoba ga Tuulo, era yafuuka akatale k’amawanga.
On great waters, the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue. She was the market of nations.
4 Okwatibwe ensonyi ggwe Sidoni naawe ggwe ekigo ky’ennyanja, kubanga ennyanja eyogedde nti: “Sirumwangako kuzaala wadde okuzaalako. Sirabiriranga baana babulenzi newaakubadde okukuza abaana aboobuwala.”
Be ashamed, Sidon; for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, “I have not travailed, nor given birth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.”
5 Ekigambo bwe kirijja eri Misiri, balinakuwalira ebigambo ebiva e Tuulo.
When the report comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.
6 Muwunguke mugende e Talusiisi, mukube ebiwoobe mmwe abantu ab’oku kizinga.
Pass over to Tarshish! Wail, you inhabitants of the coast!
7 Kino kye kibuga kyammwe eky’amasanyu, ekibuga ekikadde, ekyagenda okusenga mu nsi eyeewala?
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her far away to travel?
8 Ani eyateekateeka kino okutuuka ku Tuulo, Tuulo ekitikkira engule, ekibuga ekirina abasuubuzi abalangira, ekirina abasuubuzi abamanyifu mu nsi?
Who has planned this against Tyre, the giver of crowns, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honourable of the earth?
9 Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye yakiteekateeka, amuggyemu amalala n’ekitiibwa kyonna, akkakkanye n’abo bonna abamanyifu ku nsi.
The LORD of Hosts has planned it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth.
10 Ne bw’otambula ku lukalu lwonna olw’omugga Kiyira, tokyalina kifo ebyombo we bituukira ggwe muwala wa Talusiisi.
Pass through your land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish. There is no restraint any more.
11 Mukama Katonda agolodde omukono gwe eri ennyanja, n’akankanya obwakabaka bwayo. Awadde ekiragiro ekikwata ku Kanani nti ebigo byakyo birizikirizibwa.
He has stretched out his hand over the sea. He has shaken the kingdoms. The LORD has ordered the destruction of Canaan’s strongholds.
12 Yayogera nti, “Tokyaddayo kukola bya masanyu nate, ggwe muwala wa Sidoni embeerera obetenteddwa. Yambuka osomoke ogende e Kittimu, naye nayo tolifunirayo kuwummula.”
He said, “You shall rejoice no more, you oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim. Even there you will have no rest.”
13 Laba ensi ey’Abakaludaaya abantu abo abatakyaliwo. Omwasuli agifudde ekifo ekibeeramu ensolo ez’omu ddungu. Baayimusa eminaala gyabwe, ne bamenya ebigo byabwe, era n’abazikiriza.
Behold, the land of the Kasdim. This people didn’t exist. The Assyrians founded it for those who dwell in the wilderness. They set up their towers. They overthrew its palaces. They made it a ruin.
14 Mukube ebiwoobe mmwe ebyombo by’e Talusiisi, ekigo kyo kizikiriziddwa.
Howl, you ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste!
15 Mu biro ebyo Tuulo kiryerabirwa okumala emyaka nsanvu, gy’emyaka kabaka gy’awangaala. Naye oluvannyuma lw’emyaka egyo ensanvu, ekirituuka ku Tuulo kiriba ng’ekiri mu luyimba olw’omwenzi.
It will come to pass in that day that Tyre will be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years it will be to Tyre like in the song of the prostitute.
16 “Kwata ennanga, otambulire mu kibuga, ggwe omwenzi eyeerabiddwa. Ennanga gikube bulungi, oyimbe ennyimba nnyingi olyoke ojjukirwe.”
Take a harp; go about the city, you prostitute that has been forgotten. Make sweet melody. Sing many songs, that you may be remembered.
17 Oluvannyuma lw’emyaka ensanvu, Mukama alikyalira Tuulo. Aliddayo ku mulimu gwe ogw’obwamalaaya, era alibukola mu bwakabaka bwonna obuli ku nsi.
It will happen after the end of seventy years that the LORD will visit Tyre. She will return to her wages, and will play the prostitute with all the kingdoms of the world on the surface of the earth.
18 Wabula amagoba ge ne byalifunamu biriyawulibwako bibe bya Mukama, tebiriterekebwa newaakubadde okukwekebwa, omuntu okubikozesa by’ayagala. Amagoba ge galigenda eri abo ababeera mu maaso ga Mukama, basobole okuba n’emmere emala, n’okuba n’ebyambalo ebirungi.
Her merchandise and her wages will be holiness to the LORD. It will not be treasured nor laid up; for her merchandise will be for those who dwell before the LORD, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
