Isaiah 23
New International Version - Isaiah 23 << | >> 123456789101112131415161718192021222324252627282930313233343536373839404142434445464748495051525354555657585960616263646566 23:1 An oracle concerning Tyre: Wail, O ships of Tarshish! For Tyre is destroyed and left without house or harbor. From the land of Cyprus word has come to them. 23:2 Be silent, you people of the island and you merchants of Sidon, whom the seafarers have enriched. 23:3 On the great waters came the grain of the Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre, and she became the marketplace of the nations. 23:4 Be ashamed, O Sidon, and you, O fortress of the sea, for the sea has spoken: 'I have neither been in labor nor given birth; I have neither reared sons nor brought up daughters.' 23:5 When word comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report from Tyre. 23:6 Cross over to Tarshish; wail, you people of the island. 23:7 Is this your city of revelry, the old, old city, whose feet have taken her to settle in far-off lands? 23:8 Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are renowned in the earth? 23:9 The Lord Almighty planned it, to bring low the pride of all glory and to humble all who are renowned on the earth. 23:10 Till your land as along the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish, for you no longer have a harbor. 23:11 The Lord has stretched out his hand over the sea and made its kingdoms tremble. He has given an order concerning Phoenicia that her fortresses be destroyed. 23:12 He said, 'No more of your reveling, O Virgin Daughter of Sidon, now crushed! 'Up, cross over to Cyprus ; even there you will find no rest.' 23:13 Look at the land of the Babylonians, this people that is now of no account! The Assyrians have made it a place for desert creatures; they raised up their siege towers, they stripped its fortresses bare and turned it into a ruin. 23:14 Wail, you ships of Tarshish; your fortress is destroyed! 23:15 At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years, the span of a king's life. But at the end of these seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the prostitute: 23:16 'Take up a harp, walk through the city, O prostitute forgotten; play the harp well, sing many a song, so that you will be remembered.' 23:17 At the end of seventy years, the Lord will deal with Tyre. She will return to her hire as a prostitute and will ply her trade with all the kingdoms on the face of the earth. 23:18 Yet her profit and her earnings will be set apart for the Lord ; they will not be stored up or hoarded. Her profits will go to those who live before the Lord , for abundant food and fine clothes.