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Isaiah 23 1The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for it is
laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of
Kittim it is revealed to them. 2Be still, ye inhabitants of the
coast, you whom the merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, have
replenished. 3And on great waters the seed of the Shihor, the
harvest of the Nile, was her revenue; and she was the mare of nations. 4Be you ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea hath spoken, the
stronghold of the sea, saying, I have not travailed, nor brought forth,
neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins. 5When
the report cometh to Egypt, they shall be sorely pained at the report
of Tyre. 6Pass ye over to Tarshish; wail, ye inhabitants of the
coast. 7Is this your joyous [city], whose antiquity is of ancient
days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn? 8Who hath
purposed this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are
princes, whose traffickers are the honorable of the earth? 9YHWH of hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, to
bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth. 10Pass
through your land as the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no
restraint any more. 11He hath stretched out his hand over the
sea, he hath shaken the kingdoms: YHWH hath given commandment
concerning Canaan, to destroy the strongholds thereof. 12And he
said, Thou shall no more rejoice, O you oppressed virgin daughter of
Sidon: arise, pass over to Kittim; even there shall you have no rest. 13Behold, the land of the Chaldeans: this people was not; the
Assyrian founded it for them that dwell in the wilderness; they set up
their towers; they overthrew the palaces thereof; they made it a ruin. 14Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for your stronghold is laid waste. 15And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre shall be
forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king: after the
end of seventy years it shall be unto Tyre as in the song of the
harlot. 16Take a harp, go about the city, you harlot that hast
been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that you mayest be
remembered. 17And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy
years, that YHWH will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her hire,
and shall play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world upon the
face of the earth. 18And her merchandise and her hire shall be
holiness to Jehovah: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; for her
merchandise shall be for them that dwell before Jehovah, to eat
sufficiently, and for durable clothing. Average revision: 0 (ASV Unaltered)
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