Isaia 23
1 Faminaniana ny amin’ ny loza hanjo an’ i Tyro. Midradradradrà ianareo, ry sambon’ i Tarsisy ô! Fa rava Tyro, ka tsy misy trano sady tsy azo idirana intsony ao; Avy tany amin’ ny tany Kitima no nanambarana izany taminy.
The prophecy concerning Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish! For it is laid waste; No house, no entrance is left! From the land of the Chittaeans were the tidings brought to them.
2 Mangìna, ianareo mponina amoron-tsiraka! Ny mpandranto avy any Sidona, Izay mandeha eny ambonin’ ny ranomasina, no efa nampanan-karena anao.
Be amazed, ye inhabitants of the sea-coast, Which the merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, did crowd!
3 Teny amin’ ny rano be ny varin’ i Sihora, dia ny vokatr’ i Neily, ka nampiditra harena ho azy; Ary tonga tsenan’ ny firenena izy.
Upon the wide waters, the corn of the Nile, The harvest of the river, was her revenue; She was the mart of the nations.
4 Aoka ho menatra ianao, ry Sidona; Fa ny ranomasina, dia ny fiarovana mafy ao an-dranomasina, efa niteny hoe: Tsy mbola nihetsi-jaza aho, na niteraka, tsy mbola nitaiza zatovo aho, na namelona virijina.
Be thou ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea hath spoken, The fortress of the sea hath spoken thus: “I have not travailed, nor brought forth children; I have not nourished youths, nor brought up virgins.”
5 Rehefa re tany Egypta izany, Dia toran-kovitra izy noho ny nanjo an’ i Tyro.
When the tidings shall reach Egypt, They shall be filled with anguish at the tidings concerning Tyre.
6 Mità ho any Tarsisy ianareo; Midradradradrà, ry mponina amoron-tsiraka.
Pass ye over to Tarshish; Howl, ye inhabitants of the sea-coast!
7 Izao va no manjo anao, ry ilay niravoravo, izay efa naorina hatry ny fony fahagola sady nentin’ ny tongony hivahiny any lavitra any?
Is this your joyous city, Whose antiquity is of ancient days? Now her own feet bear her To sojourn far away.
8 Iza no nikasa izany hamelezana an’ i Tyro, mpanome satro-boninahitra, izany? Mpanapaka ny mpandrantony, Olo-malaza amin’ ny tany ny mpivarony.
Who hath purposed this against Tyre, The dispenser of crowns, Whose merchants are princes, Whose traders the nobles of the earth?
9 Jehovah, Tompon’ ny maro, no nikasa izany, mba hampietreny ny fiavonavonan’ ny voninahitra rehetra, sy hanalany ny voninahitry ny olo-malaza rehetra amin’ ny tany.
Jehovah of hosts hath purposed it, To bring down the pride of all glory, To humble the nobles of the earth.
10 Ry Tarsisy zanakavavy, aoka ianao hanafotra ny taninao tahaka an’ i Neily; Fa tsy misy fifehezana intsony.
Go over thy land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish! Now thy bonds are broken.
11 Ny tànan’ i Jehovah nahifiny tambonin’ ny ranomasina; Nampihorohoroiny ny fanjakana; Jehovah efa nandidy ny amin’ i Kanana, mba horavana ny fiarovany mafy.
He hath stretched out his hand over the sea, He hath made the kingdoms tremble; Jehovah hath given commandment concerning Canaan To destroy her strong holds.
12 Ary hoy Izy: Tsy hiravoravo intsony ianao, ry virijina afa-baraka, Sidona zanakavavy; Miaingà, mità ho any Kitima; Kanefa na dia any aza tsy hahita fitsaharana tsy akory ianao.
He hath said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, Thou ravished virgin, daughter of Sidon! Arise, pass over to the Chittaeans; Yet even there shalt thou have no rest.
13 Indro ny tanin’ ny Kaldeana! Tsy firenena intsony izy, fa nataon’ ny Asyriana fonenan’ ny bibi-dia any an-efitra; Manao tilikambo fitiliana izy ka mandrava ny lapan’ ny mpanjaka ao ary mampody azy ho korontam-bato.
Behold the land of the Chaldaeans, Who, not long ago, were not a people, —The Assyrian assigned it to the inhabitants of the wilderness, —They raise their watch-towers; They destroy her palaces; They make her a heap of ruins.
14 Midradradradrà ianareo, ry sambon’ i Tarsisy ô! Fa rava ny fiarovanareo mafy.
Howl, ye ships of Tarshish! For your stronghold is destroyed.
15 Ary amin’ izany andro izany dia hohadinoina fito-polo taona Tyro, toy ny andron’ ny mpanjaka iray; Ary rehefa afaka fito-polo taona, Tyro dia hiharan’ ilay tonon-kalon’ ny janga manao hoe:
And it shall come to pass in that day, That Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, According to the days of one king; But at the end of seventy years It shall be with Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
16 “Makà lokanga, ka miveziveze eran’ ny tanàna ianao, ry kala janga hadino; Mitendre tsara, ka mahereza mivazovazo, mba hahatsiarovana anao.”
“Take thy lyre, go about the city, O harlot, long forgotten; Make sweet melody; sing many songs, That thou mayst again be remembered!”
17 Ary rehefa afaka fito-polo taona, Jehovah hamangy an’ i Tyro, ka dia hiverina amin’ ny filan-tangy izy sy hijangajanga amin’ ny fanjakana rehetra manerana izao tontolo izao.
At the end of seventy years shall Jehovah show regard to Tyre, And she shall return to her hire, And play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world, That are upon the face of the earth.
18 Ary ny varony sy ny tangy azony dia hohamasinina ho an’ i Jehovah; Tsy hotehirizina na horaketina izany; Fa ny varony dia ho an’ izay mitoetra eo anatrehan’ i Jehovah, ho hanina mahavoky sy ho fitafiana mendrika.
But her gain and her hire shall be holy to Jehovah; It shall not be treasured, nor laid up in store; But it shall be for them that dwell before Jehovah, For abundant food, and for splendid clothing.
