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A Prophecy Against Tyre

23 Here is a prophecy against Tyre that the Lord gave me.

Men in the ships of Tarshish, cry out!
    The city of Tyre is destroyed.
    Its houses and harbor are gone.
That’s the message you have received
    from the island of Cyprus.

People on the island of Tyre, be silent.
    Traders from the city of Sidon, be quiet.
    Those who sail on the Mediterranean Sea have made you rich.
Grain from Egypt
    came across the mighty waters.
The harvest of the Nile River brought wealth to Tyre.
    It became the market place of the nations.

Sidon, be ashamed. Mighty Tyre out in the sea, be ashamed.
    The sea has spoken. It has said,
“It’s as if I had never felt labor pains or had children.
    It’s as if I had never brought up sons or daughters.
    It’s as if the city of Tyre had never existed.”
The Egyptians will hear about what has happened to Tyre.
    They’ll be very sad and troubled.

People of the island of Tyre, cry out!
    Go across the sea to Tarshish.
Just look at Tyre.
    It’s no longer the old, old city that was known for its wild parties.
It no longer sends its people out
    to make their homes in lands far away.
Tyre was a city that produced kings.
    Its traders were princes.
They were honored all over the earth.
    So who planned to destroy such a city?
The Lord who rules over all planned to do it.
    He wanted to bring down all its pride and glory.
    He wanted to shame those who were honored all over the earth.

10 People of Tarshish, farm your land
    as they do along the Nile River.
    That’s because you don’t have a harbor anymore.
11 The Lord has reached his powerful hand out over the sea.
    He has made its kingdoms tremble with fear.
He has given a command concerning Phoenicia.
    He has ordered that its forts be destroyed.
12 He said, “No more wild parties for you!
    People of Sidon, you are now destroyed!

“Leave your city. Go across the sea to Cyprus.
    Even there you will not find any rest.”
13 Look at the land of the Babylonians.
    No one lives there anymore.
The Assyrians have turned it
    into a place for desert creatures.
They built their towers in order to attack it.
    They took everything out of its forts.
    They knocked down all its buildings.

14 Men in the ships of Tarshish, cry out!
    Mighty Tyre is destroyed!

15 A time is coming when people will forget about Tyre for 70 years. That’s the length of a king’s life. But at the end of those 70 years, Tyre will be like the prostitute that people sing about. They say,

16 “Forgotten prostitute, pick up a harp.
    Walk through the city.
Play the harp well. Sing many songs.
    Then you will be remembered.”

17 At the end of the 70 years, the Lord will punish Tyre. He will let it return to its way of life as a prostitute. It will earn its living with all the kingdoms on the face of the earth. 18 But the money it earns will be set apart for the Lord. The money won’t be stored up or kept for Tyre. Instead, it will go to those who live the way the Lord wants them to. It will pay for plenty of food and fine clothes for them.

23 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.

Be still, ye inhabitants of the isle; thou whom the merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished.

And by great waters the seed of Sihor, the harvest of the river, is her revenue; and she is a mart of nations.

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.

As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they be sorely pained at the report of Tyre.

Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the isle.

Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.

Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the honourable of the earth?

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.