Isaiah 23

¹Isaiah 23:1. 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.²Isaiah 23:2. Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.³Isaiah 23:3. 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.⁴Isaiah 23:4. 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.”⁵Isaiah 23:5. When the report reaches Egypt, they will writhe in agony over the news of Tyre.⁶Isaiah 23:6. Cross over to Tarshish; wail, O inhabitants of the coastland!⁷Isaiah 23:7. Is this your jubilant city, whose origin is from antiquity, whose feet have taken her to settle far away?⁸Isaiah 23:8. Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the earth?⁹Isaiah 23:9. The LORD of Hosts planned it, to defile all its glorious beauty, to disgrace all the renowned of the earth.¹⁰Isaiah 23:10. Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.¹¹Isaiah 23:11. 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.¹²Isaiah 23:12. 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.”¹³Isaiah 23:13. 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.¹⁴Isaiah 23:14. Wail, O ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed!¹⁵Isaiah 23:15. 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:¹⁶Isaiah 23:16. “Take up your harp, stroll through the city, O forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody, sing many a song, so you will be remembered.”¹⁷Isaiah 23:17. 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.¹⁸Isaiah 23:18. 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.