| New American Standard Bible 1995 | New Living Translation |
| 1The oracle concerning Tyre. Wail, O ships of Tarshish, For Tyre is destroyed, without house or harbor; It is reported to them from the land of Cyprus. | 1This message came to me concerning Tyre: Wail, you trading ships of Tarshish, for the harbor and houses of Tyre are gone! The rumors you heard in Cyprus are all true. |
| 2Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland, You merchants of Sidon; Your messengers crossed the sea | 2Mourn in silence, you people of the coast and you merchants of Sidon. Your traders crossed the sea, |
| 3And were on many waters. The grain of the Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue; And she was the market of nations. | 3sailing over deep waters. They brought you grain from Egypt and harvests from along the Nile. You were the marketplace of the world. |
| 4Be ashamed, O Sidon; For the sea speaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying, "I have neither travailed nor given birth, I have neither brought up young men nor reared virgins." | 4But now you are put to shame, city of Sidon, for Tyre, the fortress of the sea, says, “Now I am childless; I have no sons or daughters.” |
| 5When the report reaches Egypt, They will be in anguish at the report of Tyre. | 5When Egypt hears the news about Tyre, there will be great sorrow. |
| 6Pass over to Tarshish; Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland. | 6Send word now to Tarshish! Wail, you people who live in distant lands! |
| 7Is this your jubilant city, Whose origin is from antiquity, Whose feet used to carry her to colonize distant places? | 7Is this silent ruin all that is left of your once joyous city? What a long history was yours! Think of all the colonists you sent to distant places. |
| 8Who has planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, Whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth? | 8Who has brought this disaster on Tyre, that great creator of kingdoms? Her traders were all princes, her merchants were nobles. |
| 9The LORD of hosts has planned it, to defile the pride of all beauty, To despise all the honored of the earth. | 9The LORD of Heaven’s Armies has done it to destroy your pride and bring low all earth’s nobility. |
| 10Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish, There is no more restraint. | 10Come, people of Tarshish, sweep over the land like the flooding Nile, for Tyre is defenseless. |
| 11He has stretched His hand out over the sea, He has made the kingdoms tremble; The LORD has given a command concerning Canaan to demolish its strongholds. | 11The LORD held out his hand over the sea and shook the kingdoms of the earth. He has spoken out against Phoenicia, ordering that her fortresses be destroyed. |
| 12He has said, "You shall exult no more, O crushed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest." | 12He says, “Never again will you rejoice, O daughter of Sidon, for you have been crushed. Even if you flee to Cyprus, you will find no rest.” |
| 13Behold, the land of the Chaldeans-- this is the people which was not; Assyria appointed it for desert creatures-- they erected their siege towers, they stripped its palaces, they made it a ruin. | 13Look at the land of Babylonia — the people of that land are gone! The Assyrians have handed Babylon over to the wild animals of the desert. They have built siege ramps against its walls, torn down its palaces, and turned it to a heap of rubble. |
| 14Wail, O ships of Tarshish, For your stronghold is destroyed. | 14Wail, you ships of Tarshish, for your harbor is destroyed! |
| 15Now in that day Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years like the days of one king. At the end of seventy years it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot: | 15For seventy years, the length of a king’s life, Tyre will be forgotten. But then the city will come back to life as in the song about the prostitute: |
| 16Take your harp, walk about the city, O forgotten harlot; Pluck the strings skillfully, sing many songs, That you may be remembered. | 16Take a harp and walk the streets, you forgotten harlot. Make sweet melody and sing your songs so you will be remembered again. |
| 17It will come about at the end of seventy years that the LORD will visit Tyre. Then she will go back to her harlot's wages and will play the harlot with all the kingdoms on the face of the earth. | 17Yes, after seventy years the LORD will revive Tyre. But she will be no different than she was before. She will again be a prostitute to all kingdoms around the world. |
| 18Her gain and her harlot's wages will be set apart to the LORD; it will not be stored up or hoarded, but her gain will become sufficient food and choice attire for those who dwell in the presence of the LORD. | 18But in the end her profits will be given to the LORD. Her wealth will not be hoarded but will provide good food and fine clothing for the LORD’s priests. |
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