Isaiah 23

The Fall of Tyre

Or burden of
oracle concerning b  Tyre. Wail, O c  ships of d  Tarshish,
For Tyre is destroyed, without house or
Lit entering
f  harbor;
It is reported to them from the land of
Heb Kittim
h  Cyprus.
2 i  Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland,
You merchants of Sidon;
So DSS; M.T. Who passed over the sea, they replenished you
Your messengers crossed the sea
3And were on many waters.
k  The grain of the
Heb Shihor
m  Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue;
And she was the n  market of nations.
4Be ashamed, O o  Sidon;
For the sea speaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying,
I have neither travailed nor given birth,
I have neither brought up young men nor reared virgins.”
5When the report reaches Egypt,
They will be in p  anguish at the report of Tyre.
6Pass over to q  Tarshish;
Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.
7Is this your r  jubilant city,
Whose origin is from antiquity,
Whose feet used to carry her to
Lit sojourn afar off
colonize distant places?

8Who has planned this against Tyre t  the bestower of crowns,
Whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth?
9 u  The  Lord of hosts has planned it, to v  defile the pride of all beauty,
To despise all the w  honored of the earth.
Lit Pass over
Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish,
There is no more
Perhaps girdle or shipyard
11He has z  stretched His hand out aa  over the sea,
He has ab  made the kingdoms tremble;
The  Lord has given a command concerning Canaan to ac  demolish its strongholds.

12He has said ad  You shall exult no more, O crushed virgin daughter of Sidon.
Arise, pass over to
Heb Kittim
af  Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.”

13Behold, the land of the Chaldeansthis is the people which was not; ag  Assyria appointed it for ah  desert creaturesthey erected their siege towers, they stripped its palaces ai  they made it a ruin. 14Wail, O aj  ships of Tarshish,
For your stronghold is destroyed.

15Now in that day Tyre will be forgotten for ak  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: 16Take your harp, walk about the city,
O forgotten harlot;
Pluck the strings skillfully, sing many songs,
That you may be remembered.

17It will come about at al  the end of seventy years that the  Lord will visit Tyre. Then she will go back to her harlot’s wages and will am  play the harlot with all the kingdoms
Lit of the earth on the face of the land
on the face of the earth.
18Her ao  gain and her harlot’s wages will be ap  set apart to the  Lord; it will not be stored up or hoarded, but her gain will become sufficient food and choice attire for those who dwell in the presence of the  Lord.
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