Isaiah

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.

² and you merchants of Sidon, whom the seafarers have enriched.

³ came the grain of the Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre, and she became the marketplace of the nations.

⁴ for the sea has spoken: “I have neither been in labor nor given birth; I have neither reared sons nor brought up daughters.”

⁵ they will be in anguish at the report from Tyre.

⁶ wail, you people of the island.

⁷ the old, old city, whose feet have taken her to settle in far-off lands?

⁸ the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are renowned in the earth?

⁹ to bring low the pride of all glory and to humble all who are renowned on the earth.

¹⁰ O Daughter of Tarshish, for you no longer have a harbor.

¹¹ and made its kingdoms tremble. He has given an order concerning Phoenicia that her fortresses be destroyed.

¹² O Virgin Daughter of Sidon, now crushed! “Up, cross over to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.”

¹³ 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.

¹⁴ your fortress is destroyed!

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:

¹⁶ O prostitute forgotten; play the harp well, sing many a song, so that you will be remembered.”

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.

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.