Isaiah 23
1 Tyre chung chang thua hitihin thuhil ahunge kap un, Aw Tarshish a um konglen cheng, ajehchu kong kaimun leh Tyre injouse aum gam tapoi! Cyprus akon'a thu kithang najah u chu adih soh kei ahi.
This is the burden against Tyre: Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, without house or harbor. Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.
2 Thipchet nin puldou un, twikhanglen pama umho leh sidon a sumkolvei ho. Na sumkolvei miho chun twipi agal kai tao vin.
Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.
3 Twi thuh tah chunga akitol un ahi. Amaho chun chang le mim Egypt gam a konin nahin poh peh un chule Nile joi ah konin nahin poh peh uve. Vannoi in kailhang kiveina mun'a nanei u ahi.
On the great waters came the grain of Shihor; the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre; she was the merchant of the nations.
4 ahin tun jachat thoh in nakikoi tai, Sidon khopi, ajeh chu Tyre, twikhanglen kulpi chun aseije, “Tun chaneilou kahitai; Chanu leh chapa hojong kanei poi.”
Be ashamed, O Sidon, the stronghold of the sea, for the sea has spoken: “I have not been in labor or given birth. I have not raised young men or brought up young women.”
5 Tyre chung chang thusoh ho, Egypten ahin jah teng leh lunghem na nasatah hung umding ahi.
When the report reaches Egypt, they will writhe in agony over the news of Tyre.
6 Tarshish a tun thuthot nin! Kap loi loi un, gamlatah a cheng mipi ho!
Cross over to Tarshish; wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!
7 Na khopi kipana leh thanopna mun tia ana kihe chu, tua thipchetna mangthai a bou kihe a hitam? Malai na umchan thusim hi asao mong monge! Kho a cheng mi gamlatah a nasoldoh chu ngaiton.
Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?
8 Vangsetna Tyre chunga hinlhun sah a, lenggam ho hin phutdoh mihattah chu koi ham? Amite akivei hojong leng chapate ngen ana hiuvin, a sumkolvei miho jong alen alal ngen ana hiuve.
Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the earth?
9 Van janel Pakai chun na kiletsahna suh mang nadinga anabol ahin, leiset chunga dinmun sangtah'a umho asuhnem ding ahi.
The LORD of Hosts planned it, to defile all its glorious beauty, to disgrace all the renowned of the earth.
10 Hungun, nangho Tarshish mite, Nile a tuilen bangin agamsung chu theh doh in, ajehchu Tyre in kivenna ding aneitapoi.
Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.
11 Pakai in tuipi chunga akhut ahin jah doh in, leiset lenggam jouse ahin hotlingin ahi, Phoenicia douna thu ahin seijin, akulpiu suhmang din thu ahinpei.
The LORD has stretched out His hand over the sea; He has made kingdoms tremble. He has given a command that the strongholds of Canaan be destroyed.
12 Hitin aseije, “Nakipa thanop kit tah louhel ding, O Sidon chanu, na kisugam a nahitai. Cyprus gam geijin jam jong lechun, kicholna ding namu louding ahi.”
He said, “You shall rejoice no more, O oppressed Virgin Daughter of Sidon. Get up and cross over to Cyprus— even there you will find no rest.”
13 Babylon gam khu ven-hiche a cheng gam mite chu a umtapoi je! Assyrian ten Babylon chu nelgam a um gamsa ho apedoh taovin ahi. Bangho a um kimun, leng inpi aphelhao vin, songhal song bong ho aselom taovin ahi.
Look at the land of the Chaldeans — a people now of no account. The Assyrians destined it for the desert creatures; they set up their siege towers and stripped its palaces. They brought it to ruin.
14 Ka pun, O Tarshish kong len ho, ajehchu na kongkaimun uchu akisumang tai!
Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed!
15 Lengpa hinkho chu kum som sagi a saoding, Tyre chu suhmil a umding ahitai. Ahin noti chunga la kisa banga khopi chu hung uldoh kit ding ahi:
At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years—the span of a king’s life. But at the end of seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
16 Selangdah kichoi jin lang, lamlen a vahlen, suhmil a um, notinu. Na kigel doh kit din, awngei tah in nala ho chu sa in.
“Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be remembered.”
17 Ahi, kum som sagi jouleh Pakai in Tyre asuh thou kit ding ahi. Ahin amasa a sangin lamdang dehlou ding ahi. Vannoi lenggam jouse adinga notinu hikit ding ahi.
And at the end of seventy years, the LORD will restore Tyre. Then she will return to hire as a prostitute and sell herself to all the kingdoms on the face of the earth.
18 Ahin achaina leh atong jouse Pakai kipe ding ahi. A gou ho kikhol khom louding, amavang Pakai thempuho adin anpha leh vonpha channa a anei diu ahi.
Yet her profits and wages will be set apart to the LORD; they will not be stored or saved, for her profit will go to those who live before the LORD, for abundant food and fine clothing.
