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Isaiah 23
The
a
burden
of
b
Tyre.
Howl,
ye
ships
of
Tarshish;
for
it
is
laid
waste,
so
that
there
is
no
house,
no
entering
in:
from
the
land
of
c
Chittim
it
is
revealed
to
them.
2 Be
a
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
a
seed
of
b
Sihor,
the
harvest
of
the
river,
is
her
revenue;
and
she
is
a
mart
of
nations.
4 Be
thou
ashamed,
O
a
Zidon:
for
the
sea
hath
spoken,
even
the
b
strength
of
the
sea,
saying,
I
travail
not,
nor
bring
forth
children,
neither
do
I
nourish
up
young
men,
nor
bring
up
virgins.
5
a
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
a
princes,
whose
b
traffickers
are
the
c
honourable
of
the
earth?
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
a
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
a
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
a
turn
to
her
hire,
and
shall
commit
b
fornication
with
all
the
kingdoms
of
the
world
upon
the
face
of
the
earth.
18 And
a
her
a
merchandise
and
her
b
hire
shall
be
c
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.
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