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Isaiah 23

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Isaiah 23

An Oracle concerning Tyre

1The oracle concerning Tyre.

Wail, O ships of Tarshish,

for Tyre is laid waste, without house or haven!

From the land of Cyprus

it is revealed to them.

2Be still, O inhabitants of the coast,

O merchants of Sidon;

your messengers passed over the seaa

3and were on many waters;

your revenue was the grain of Shihor,

the harvest of the Nile;

you were the merchant of the nations.

4Be ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea has spoken,

the stronghold of the sea, saying:

"I have neither travailed nor given birth,

I have neither reared young men

nor brought up virgins."

5When the report comes to Egypt,

they will be in anguish over the report about Tyre.

6Pass over to Tarshish,

wail, O inhabitants of the coast!

7Is this your exultant city

whose origin is from days of old,

whose feet carried her

to settle afar?

8Who has purposed this

against Tyre, the bestower of crowns,

whose merchants were princes,

whose traders were the honored of the earth?

9The Lord of hosts has purposed it,

to defile the pride of all glory,

to dishonor all the honored of the earth.

10Overflow your land like the Nile,

O daughter of Tarshish;

there is no restraint any more.

11He has stretched out his hand over the sea,

he has shaken the kingdoms;

the Lord has given command concerning Canaan

to destroy its strongholds.

12And he said:

"You will no more exult,

O oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon;

arise, pass over to Cyprus,

even there you will have no rest."

13Behold the land of the Chalde'ans! This is the people; it was not Assyria. They destined Tyre for wild beasts. They erected their siege towers, they razed her palaces, they made her a ruin.b

14Wail, O ships of Tarshish,

for your stronghold is laid waste.

15In that day Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years, like the days of one king. At the end of seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:

16"Take a harp,

go about the city,

O forgotten harlot!

Make sweet melody,

sing many songs,

that you may be remembered."

17At the end of seventy years, the Lord will visit Tyre, and she will return to her hire, and will play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth. 18Her merchandise and her hire will be dedicated to the Lord; it will not be stored or hoarded, but her merchandise will supply abundant food and fine clothing for those who dwell before the Lord.