Izaija 23
1 Breme [naselbine] Tir. Tulite, ve ladje iz Taršíša, kajti ta je opustošena, tako da tam ni nobene hiše niti vhoda vanjo; od dežele Kitéjcev jim je razodeto.
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 Bodite mirni, vi prebivalci otoka, vi, ki so jih sidónski trgovci, ki prečkajo morje, na novo napolnili.
Be silent, you inhabitants of the island, Trader of Sidon, passing the sea, they filled you.
3 Ob velikih vodah je seme Šihórja, žetev reke, njeno poplačilo in ona je dobiček narodom.
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 Bodi osramočen, oh Sidón, kajti morje je spregovorilo, celó moč morja, rekoč: »Ne mučim se, niti ne rojevam otrok, niti ne negujem mladeničev, niti ne vzgajam devic.
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 Kakor ob poročilu glede Egipta, tako bodo boleče zaskrbljeni ob poročilu iz [naselbine] Tir.
As they are pained [at] the report of Egypt, So [at] the report of Tyre.
6 Prepeljite se v Taršíš; tulite, vi prebivalci otoka.
Pass over to Tarshish, howl, you inhabitants of the island,
7 Ali je to vaše radostno mesto, katerega starodavnost je od starodavnih dni? Njegova lastna stopala ga bodo odnesla daleč, da začasno biva.
Is this your exulting one? Her antiquity [is] from the days of old, Her own feet carry her far off to sojourn.
8 Kdo je sprejel ta nasvet zoper [naselbino] Tir, obkrožujoče mesto, čigar trgovci so princi, čigar preprodajalci so častitljivi [ljudje] zemlje?
Who has counseled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants—the honored of earth?
9 Gospod nad bojevniki je to namenil, da omadežuje ponos vse slave in da privede v zaničevanje vse častitljive [ljudi] zemlje.
YHWH of Hosts has counseled it, To defile the excellence of all beauty, To make light all the honored of earth.
10 Prečkaj skozi svojo deželo kakor reka, oh taršíška hči. Tam ni več nobene moči.
Pass through your land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, There is no longer a girdle.
11 Svojo roko je iztegnil nad morje, stresel je kraljestva. Gospod je izdal zapoved zoper trgovsko mesto, da uniči njegova močna oporišča.
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 Rekel je: »Ne boš se več razveseljevala, oh ti zatirana devica, hči sidónska. Vstani, prečkaj h Kitéjcem; tudi tam ne boš imela počitka.
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 Glej, dežela Kaldejcev; tega ljudstva ni bilo, dokler ga ni Asirec osnoval za tiste, ki prebivajo v divjini. Postavili so njegove stolpe, vzdignili so njegove palače; in privedel ga je do ruševin.
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 Tulite ve ladje iz Taršíša, kajti vaša moč je opustošena.
Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For your strength has been destroyed.
15 Na tisti dan se bo zgodilo, da bo [naselbina] Tir pozabljena sedemdeset let, glede na dneve enega kralja. Po koncu sedemdesetih let bo [naselbina] Tir pela kakor pocestnica.
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 Vzemi harfo, pojdi okoli mesta, ti pocestnica, ki si bila pozabljena; naredi prijetno melodijo, poj mnoge pesmi, da se te bodo lahko spomnili.
Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that you may be remembered.
17 Po koncu sedemdesetih let se bo zgodilo, da bo Gospod obiskal [naselbino] Tir in se obrnil k njenemu plačilu in zagrešila bo prešuštvovanje, z vsemi kraljestvi sveta, na obličju zemlje.
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 Njeno trgovsko blago in njena nagrada bosta sveta Gospodu. To ne bo več shranjeno niti kopičeno, kajti njen trgovski dobiček bo za tiste, ki prebivajo pred Gospodom, da bodo zadostno jedli in za trpežno oblačilo.
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!
