Chapter 23 - The Burden of Tyre
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?1
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.
1. Read: Revelation: 18:23;Â Revelation 18:1-24 this prophecy sounds similiar as well.