Isaías 23

1Oráculo contra Tiro; ¡Aullad, naves de Tarsis! porque ella está desolada; no hay casa ni entrada. De la tierra de Kitim se les dio este anuncio.

2¡Callad, oh habitantes de la isla, que estaba llena de comerciantes de Sidón, navegantes del mar!

3Recibió, a través de las grandes aguas, el trigo del Nilo, la cosecha de Egipto; y vino a ser emporio de los pueblos.

4Avergüénzate, Sidón, pues habla el mar, la ciudadela del mar, diciendo: “No he dado a luz ni tenido hijos, no he criado mancebos, ni nutrido doncellas”.

5Cuando Egipto llegue a oírlo, temblará por la noticia de (la caída de) Tiro.

6Pasad a Tarsis; aullad, habitantes de las islas.

7¿Es esta vuestra (ciudad) jubilosa, cuyo origen es de tiempos antiguos, que iba por sus pies a lejanas tierras, para fijar moradas?

8¿Quién decretó esto contra Tiro, que repartía coronas; cuyos comerciantes eran príncipes, y sus mercaderes los grandes de la tierra?

9Yahvé de los ejércitos lo ha decretado, para acabar con toda gloria orgullosa, y para humillar a todos los potentados de la tierra.

10Inunda tu tierra, como el Nilo, oh tú, hija de Tarsis, ya no tienes ceñidor.

11Yahvé ha extendido su mano sobre el mar, ha sacudido los reinos; Yahvé dio orden de destruir las plazas fuertes de Canaán.

12Él ha dicho: No saltes más de gozo, virgen deshonrada, hija de Sidón. Levántate, pasa a Kitim, mas ni aun allí encontrarás reposo.

13He aquí la tierra de los caldeos, nación que antes no existía; Asiria la fundó para los animales del desierto. Aunque levantaron sus torres y erigieron sus palacios, Él la convirtió en ruinas.

14¡AuIlad, oh naves de Tarsis, pues está destruida vuestra fortaleza!

15Y será en aquel día que Tiro quedará olvidada setenta años, correspondientes a los días de un rey; y al fin de los setenta años, sucederá con Tiro lo que dice la canción de la cortesana:

16“Toma la cítara, da la vuelta por la ciudad, cortesana olvidada, toca bien, multiplica tus canciones, para que seas recordada.”

17Sí, al cabo de los setenta años, Yahvé visitará a Tiro; y ella recibirá de nuevo su salario, y fornicará con todos los reinos de la tierra, que hay sobre la faz del orbe.

18Pero sus ganancias y su salario serán consagrados a Yahvé; no serán atesorados ni guardados, pues su ganancia pasará a los que habitan delante de Yahvé, para que coman hasta hartarse y se vistan magníficamente.

1Onus Tyri. [Ululate, naves maris, quia vastata est domus unde venire consueverant: de terra Cethim revelatum est eis.

2Tacete, qui habitatis in insula; negotiatores Sidonis, transfretantes mare, repleverunt te.

3In aquis multis semen Nili; messis fluminis fruges ejus: et facta est negotiatio gentium.

4Erubesce, Sidon; ait enim mare, fortitudo maris, dicens: Non parturivi, et non peperi, et non enutrivi juvenes, nec ad incrementum perduxi virgines.

5Cum auditum fuerit in Ægypto, dolebunt cum audierint de Tiro.

6Transite maria, ululate, qui habitatis in insula !

7Numquid non vestra hæc est, quæ gloriabatur a diebus pristinis in antiquitate sua? Ducent eam pedes sui longe ad peregrinandum.

8Quis cogitavit hoc super Tyrum quondam coronatam, cujus negotiatores principes, institores ejus inclyti terræ?

9Dominus exercituum cogitavit hoc, ut detraheret superbiam omnis gloriæ, et ad ignominiam deduceret universos inclytos terræ.

10Transi terram tuam quasi flumen, filia maris ! non est cingulum ultra tibi.

11Manum suam extendit super mare; conturbavit regna. Dominus mandavit adversus Chanaan, ut contereret fortes ejus;

12et dixit: Non adjicies ultra ut glorieris, calumniam sustinens virgo filia Sidonis: in Cethim consurgens transfreta: ibi quoque non erit requies tibi.

13Ecce terra Chaldæorum, talis populus non fuit: Assur fundavit eam; in captivitatem traduxerunt robustos ejus, suffoderunt domos ejus, posuerunt eam in ruinam.

14Ululate, naves maris, quia devastata est fortitudo vestra.]

15Et erit in die illa: in oblivione eris, o Tyre ! septuaginta annis, sicut dies regis unius; post septuaginta autem annos erit Tyro quasi canticum meretricis:

16[Sume citharam, circui civitatem, meretrix oblivioni tradita: bene cane, frequenta canticum, ut memoria tui sit.

17Et erit post septuaginta annos: visitabit Dominus Tyrum, et reducet eam ad mercedes suas, et rursum fornicabitur cum universis regnis terræ super faciem terræ;

18et erunt negotiationes ejus et mercedes ejus sanctificatæ Domino: non condentur neque reponentur, quia his qui habitaverint coram Domino erit negotiatio ejus, ut manducent in saturitatem, et vestiantur usque ad vetustatem.]

1The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of the sea, for the house is destroyed, from whence they were wont to come: from the land of Cethim it is revealed to them.

2Be silent, you that dwell in the island: the merchants of Sidon passing over the sea, have filled thee.

3The seed of the Nile in many waters, the harvest of the river is her revenue: and she is become the mart of the nations.

4Be thou ashamed, O Sidon: for the sea speaketh, even the strength of the sea, saying: I have not been in labour, nor have I brought forth, nor have I nourished up young men, nor brought up virgins.

5When it shall be heard in Egypt, they will be sorry when they shall hear of Tyre:

6Pass over the seas, howl, ye inhabitants of the island.

7Is not this your city, which gloried from of old in her antiquity? her feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.

8Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre, that was formerly crowned, whose merchants were princes, and her traders the nobles of the earth?

9The Lord of hosts hath designed it, to pull down the pride of all glory, and bring to disgrace all the glorious ones of the earth.

10Pass thy land as a river, O daughter of the sea, thou hast a girdle no more.

11He stretched out his hand over the sea, he troubled kingdoms: the Lord hath given a charge against Chanaan, to destroy the strong ones thereof.

12And he said: Thou shalt glory no more, O virgin daughter of Sidon, who art oppressed: arise and sail over to Cethim, there also thou shalt have no, rest.

13Behold the land of the Chaldeans, there was not such a people, the Assyrian founded it: they have led away the strong ones thereof into captivity, they have destroyed the houses thereof, they have brought it to ruin.

14Howl, O ye ships of the sea, for your strength is laid waste.

15And it shall come to pass in that day that thou, O Tyre, shalt be forgotten, seventy years, according to the days of one king: but after seventy years, there shall be unto Tyre as the song of a harlot.

16Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten: sing well, sing many a song, that thou mayst be remembered.

17And it shall come to pass after seventy years, that the Lord will visit Tyre, and will bring her back again to her traffic: and she shall commit fornication again with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.

18And her merchandise and her hire shall be sanctified to the Lord: they shall not be kept in store, nor laid up: for her merchandise shall be for them that shall dwell before the Lord, that they may eat unto fulness, and be clothed for a continuance.