Bible, King James Version
Isaiah
Isa.23
[1] The 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 Chittim it is revealed to them.
[2] Be still, ye inhabitants of the isle; thou whom the
merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished.
[3] And by great waters the seed of Sihor, the harvest of
the river, is her revenue; and she is a mart of nations.
[4] Be thou ashamed, O Zidon: for the sea hath spoken,
even the strength of the sea, saying, I travail not, nor bring
forth children, neither do I nourish up young men, nor bring up
virgins.
[5] As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they be
sorely pained at the report of Tyre.
[6] Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the
isle.
[7] Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of
ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to
sojourn.
[8] Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre, the crowning
city, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the
honourable of the earth?
[9] The LORD of hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride
of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honourable of
the earth.
[10] Pass through thy land as a river, O daughter of
Tarshish: there is no more strength.
[11] He stretched out his hand over the sea, he shook the
kingdoms: the LORD hath given a commandment against the merchant
city, to destroy the strong holds thereof.
[12] And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou
oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to Chittim;
there also shalt thou have no rest.
[13] Behold the land of the Chaldeans; this people was
not, till the Assyrian founded it for them that dwell in the
wilderness: they set up the towers thereof, they raised up the
palaces thereof; and he brought it to ruin.
[14] Howl, ye ships of Tarshish: for your strength is laid
waste.
[15] And 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 shall Tyre sing as an
harlot.
[16] Take an harp, go about the city, thou harlot that
hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs, that
thou mayest be remembered.
[17] And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy
years, that the LORD will visit Tyre, and she shall turn to her
hire, and shall commit fornication with all the kingdoms of the
world upon the face of the earth.
[18] And her merchandise and her hire shall be holiness to
the LORD: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; for her
merchandise shall be for them that dwell before the LORD, to eat
sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
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