Isaya 23
1 Chirevo pamusoro peTire: Ungudzai imi zvikepe zveTashishi! Nokuti Tire raparadzwa uye rasiyiwa risina imba kana pangamira zvikepe. Shoko rakasvika kwavari richibva kunyika yeSaipurasi.
This is the burden against Tyre: Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, without house or harbor. Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.
2 Nyararai, imi vanhu vagere pachiwi nemi vatengesi veSidhoni, imi makapfumiswa navashambadzi vomunyanza.
Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.
3 Pamusoro pemvura zhinji zviyo zveShihori zvakayambutswa; mukoho weNairi ndiwo waiva pfuma yeTire, uye ikazova nzvimbo yokutengesera yamarudzi.
On the great waters came the grain of Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre; she was the merchant of the nations.
4 Nyara, iwe Sidhoni, uye newe nhare yegungwa, nokuti gungwa rataura richiti, “Handina kumborwadziwa kana kubereka; handina kumborera vanakomana kana kukurisa vanasikana.”
Be ashamed, O Sidon, the stronghold of the sea, for the sea has spoken: “I have not been in labor or given birth. I have not raised young men or brought up young women.”
5 Panosvika shoko kuIjipiti, vacharwadziwa pamusoro peshoko rinobva kuTire.
When the report reaches Egypt, they will writhe in agony over the news of Tyre.
6 Yambukirai kuTashishi; ungudzai, imi vanhu vagere pachiwi.
Cross over to Tarshish; wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!
7 Ko, iri ndiro guta renyu ramafaro here, guta rakare kare, rakaendeswa kure kure netsoka dzaro kundogara kunyika iri kure?
Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?
8 Ndianiko akarongera Tire izvozvi, iro raipa korona, vatengesi varo vari machinda, vashambadziri varo vane mukurumbira munyika?
Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the earth?
9 Jehovha Wamasimba Ose akaronga izvozvo, kuti adzikise kuzvikudza kwekukudzwa kwose, uye kuti aninipise vose vane mukurumbira panyika.
The LORD of Hosts planned it, to defile all its glorious beauty, to disgrace all the renowned of the earth.
10 Rima nyika yako sezvinoitwa mujinga meNairi, iwe mwanasikana weTashishi, nokuti hauchina panomira zvikepe.
Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.
11 Jehovha akatambanudza ruoko rwake pamusoro pegungwa, uye akaita kuti ushe hwaro hudedere. Akarayira pamusoro peKenani, kuti nhare dzayo dziparadzwe.
The LORD has stretched out His hand over the sea; He has made kingdoms tremble. He has given a command that the strongholds of Canaan be destroyed.
12 Akati, “Mafaro ako haachazovapozve, iwe mhandara yeSidhoni, yaparadzwa! “Simuka uyambukire kuSaipurasi; Kunyange naikoko haundowani zororo.”
He said, “You shall rejoice no more, O oppressed Virgin Daughter of Sidon. Get up and cross over to Cyprus— even there you will find no rest.”
13 Tarira nyika yavaBhabhironi, rudzi urwo haruchaverengwi zvino! VaAsiria vakaiita nzvimbo yemhuka dzerenje; vakamisa shongwe dzavo dzokurwa, vakakoromora nhare dzaro dzikava pasina, uye vakarishandura rikava dongo.
Look at the land of the Chaldeans — a people now of no account. The Assyrians destined it for the desert creatures; they set up their siege towers and stripped its palaces. They brought it to ruin.
14 Ungudzai, imi zvikepe zveTashishi; nhare yenyu yaparadzwa!
Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed!
15 Panguva iyoyo Tire ichakanganwikwa kwamakore makumi manomwe, zvakaenzana namakore oupenyu hwamambo. Asi shure kwamakore makumi manomwe aya, Tire richaitirwa sezvinoimbwa rwiyo rwechifeve runoti:
At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years—the span of a king’s life. But at the end of seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
16 “Tora rudimbwa, ufambe nomuguta, iwe chifeve chakakanganikwa; ridza rudimbwa zvakanaka, imba nziyo zhinji, kuitira kuti ugorangarirwa.”
“Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be remembered.”
17 Panopera makore makumi manomwe, Jehovha achashanyira Tire. Richadzokerazve kubasa raro sechifeve rigofeva noushe hwose huri pamusoro penyika.
And at the end of seventy years, the LORD will restore Tyre. Then she will return to hire as a prostitute and sell herself to all the kingdoms on the face of the earth.
18 Asi zvarakashambadzira uye nomubayiro waro zvichatsaurirwa Jehovha; hazvingachengetwi kana kuvigwa. Zvarakashambadzira zvichaendeswa kuna avo vanogara pamberi paJehovha, kuti vave nezvokudya zvakawanda nenhumbi dzakanaka.
Yet her profits and wages will be set apart to the LORD; they will not be stored or saved, for her profit will go to those who live before the LORD, for abundant food and fine clothing.
