Isaiah 23
1 The burden of Tyre. Howl, you 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.
Et Udsagn om Tyrus. Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus! De får det at vide på Vejen fra Kyperns Land.
2 Be still, you inhabitants of the coast, you whom the merchants of Sidon that pass over the sea have replenished.
Det er ude med Kystlandets Folk, med Zidons Købmænd, hvis Sendebud for over Havet,
3 On great waters, the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue. She was the market of nations.
de mange Vande, hvis Indkomst var Sjihors Sæd, hvis Vinding Alverdens Varer.
4 Be ashamed, Sidon; for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, “I have not travailed, nor given birth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.”
Skam få du, Zidon, thi Havet siger: "Jeg har ikke haft Veer, jeg fødte ikke, ej har jeg fostret Ynglinge, opfødt Jomfruer!"
5 When the report comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.
Når Rygtet når Ægypten, skælver de ved Rygtet om Tyrus.
6 Pass over to Tarshish! Wail, you inhabitants of the coast!
Drag over til Tarsis og jamrer, I Kystlandets Folk!
7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her far away to travel?
Er det eders jublende By fra Urtids Dage, hvis Fødder førte den viden om som Gæst?
8 Who has planned this against Tyre, the giver of crowns, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honorable of the earth?
Hvo satte sig dette for mod det kronede Tyrus, hvis Købmænd var Fyrster, hvis Kræmmere Jordens Adel?
9 The LORD of Armies has planned it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.
Det gjorde Hærskarers HERRE for at vanære Hovmod, skænde al Stolthed, al Jordens Adel.
10 Pass through your land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish. There is no restraint any more.
Græd, I Tarsisskibe, Havn er der ikke mer!
11 He has stretched out his hand over the sea. He has shaken the kingdoms. The LORD has ordered the destruction of Canaan’s strongholds.
Han udrakte Hånden mod Havet, rystede Riger, HERREN samled Folk for at jævne Kana'ans Fæstninger.
12 He said, “You shall rejoice no more, you oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim. Even there you will have no rest.”
Han sagde: "Aldrig mer skal du juble, du voldtagne Jomfru, Zidons Datter! Stå op, drag over til Kypern, selv der skal du ej finde Hvile!"
13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans. This people did not exist. The Assyrians founded it for those who dwell in the wilderness. They set up their towers. They overthrew its palaces. They made it a ruin.
Se til Kyprioternes Land! Søfarere grunded det Folk; de rejste dets Vagttårne, Byer og Borge. Han gjorde det til en Ruinhob.
14 Howl, you ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste!
Jamrer, I Tarsisskibe, eders Fæstning er i Grus!
15 It will come to pass in that day that Tyre will be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years it will be to Tyre like in the song of the prostitute.
På hin Dag skal Tyrus gå ad Glemme i halvfjerdsindstyve År, som i een Konges Dage. Men efter halvfjerdsindstyve Års Forløb skal det gå med Tyrus som med Skøgen i Visen:
16 Take a harp; go about the city, you prostitute that has been forgotten. Make sweet melody. Sing many songs, that you may be remembered.
Tag din Citer, gå rundt i Byen, du glemte Skøge, leg smukt på Strenge, syng, hvad du kan, så du kommes i Hu!"
17 It will happen after the end of seventy years that the LORD will visit Tyre. She will return to her wages, and will play the prostitute with all the kingdoms of the world on the surface of the earth.
Efter halvfjerdsindstyve Års Forløb vil HERREN se til Tyrus; det skal atter modtage Skøgeløn og bole med Alverdens Riger på den vide Jord.
18 Her merchandise and her wages will be holiness to the LORD. It will not be treasured nor laid up; for her merchandise will be for those who dwell before the LORD, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
Men dets Vinding og Skøgeløn skal helliges HERREN; den skal ikke gemmes hen eller lægges op; dem, der bor for HERRENs Åsyn, skal dets Vinding tjene til Føde, Mættelse og prægtige Klæder.
