Isaiah 23:1–3

1 The oracle concerning Tyre.

Wail, O ships of Tarshish,

for Tyre is laid waste, without house or harbor!

From the land of Cyprus

it is revealed to them.

2 Be still, O inhabitants of the coast;

the merchants of Sidon, who cross the sea, have filled you.

3 And on many waters

your revenue was the grain of Shihor,

the harvest of the Nile;

you were the merchant of the nations.

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.

1 This 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.

2 Mourn in silence, you people of the coast

and you merchants of Sidon.

Your traders crossed the sea,

3 sailing over deep waters.

They brought you grain from Egypt

and harvests from along the Nile.

You were the marketplace of the world.

1 The burden against Tyre.

Wail, you ships of Tarshish!

For it is laid waste,

So that there is no house, no harbor;

From the land of Cyprus it is revealed to them.

2 Be still, you inhabitants of the coastland,

You merchants of Sidon,

Whom those who cross the sea have filled.

3 And on great waters the grain of Shihor,

The harvest of the River, is her revenue;

And she is a marketplace for the nations.

1 This is a message about Tyre:

You trading ships, cry!

The houses and harbor of Tyre are destroyed.

This news came to the ships

from the land of Cyprus.

2 Be silent, you who live on the island of Tyre;

you merchants of Sidon, be silent.

Sailors have made you rich.

3 They traveled the sea to bring grain from Egypt;

the sailors of Tyre brought grain from the Nile Valley

and sold it to other nations.

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 Kittim it is revealed to them. 2 Be still, ye inhabitants of the coast, thou whom the merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished. 3 And on great waters the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue; and she was the mart of nations.

1 The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish! for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, none entering in. From the land of Chittim it is revealed to them. 2 Be still, ye inhabitants of the isle! The merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished thee. 3 And on great waters, the seed of Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue; and she was the market of the nations.

1 This is the divine revelation about Tyre. 

Cry loudly, you ships of Tarshish! 

Your port at Tyre is destroyed. 

Word has come to the ships from Cyprus. 

2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland, you merchants from Sidon. 

Your messengers have crossed the sea. 

3 The grain of Shihor is on the Mediterranean. 

The harvest of the Nile River is brought to Tyre. 

Tyre became the marketplace for the nations. 

1 An oracle against Tyre:

Wail, ships of Tarshish,

for your haven has been destroyed.

Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.

2 Mourn, inhabitants of the coastland,

you merchants of Sidon;

your agents have crossed the sea

3 on many waters.

Tyre’s revenue was the grain from Shihor—

the harvest of the Nile.

She was the merchant among the nations.

1 The oracle concerning Tyre.

Wail, O ships of Tarshish,

for your fortress is destroyed.

When they came in from Cyprus

they learned of it.

2 Be still, O inhabitants of the coast,

O merchants of Sidon;

your messengers crossed over the sea

3 and were on the mighty waters;

your revenue was the grain of Shihor,

the harvest of the Nile;

you were the merchant of the nations.

1 The oracle of Tyre:

Wail, ships of Tarshish, for the house is destroyed so that no one can enter;

it is announced to them from the land of Cyprus.

2 Be still, inhabitants of the coast,

merchant of Sidon, who travels over the sea, they filled you.

3 And on the great waters is the seed of Shihor,

the harvest of the Nile is its produce,

and she was the merchandise of the nations.

1 Here is a message the Lord gave me about Tyre.

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.

2 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.

3 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.

1 The 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.

2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland,

You merchants of Sidon;

Your messengers crossed the sea

3 And were on many waters.

The grain of the Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue;

And she was the market of nations.