Isaiah 23:1-18 The vision of Tyre. ¶ Wail, ye ships of Carthage, for (she) is perished, and they no longer come from the land of Chittim; she is led captive.

Ottley⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ The vision of Tyre. ¶ Wail, ye ships of Carthage, for (she) is perished, and they no longer come from the land of Chittim; she is led captive. ² To whom are they become like, that dwell in the isle? traffickers of Phoenicia, crossing the sea, ³ On great waters, a seed of traffickers; as when a harvest is gathered in, (are) the traffickers of the nations. ⁴ Be thou ashamed, O Zidon, saith the sea; and the strength of the sea saith, I travailed not, nor have I brought forth, nor nourished young men, nor raised up virgins. ⁵ But when it shall become known in Egypt, anguish shall take hold of them concerning Tyre. ⁶ Depart unto Carthage: wail, ye that dwell in this isle. ⁷ Was not this your pride which was from the beginning, before she was delivered up? ⁸ Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre? is she weaker, or hath she no strength? her merchants were honourable, rulers of the earth. ⁹ The Lord of Hosts hath counselled to undo the pride of the honourable ones, and to disgrace all that is honourable upon the earth. ¹⁰ Till thine own land: for indeed no longer come there ships from Carthage. ¹¹ But thine hand is no longer strong by sea, thou that didst provoke kings: the Lord of Hosts hath commanded concerning Canaan, to destroy her strength. ¹² And they shall say, No longer shall ye any more insult and injure the daughter of Zion; and if thou depart to Chittim, neither there shalt thou have rest; ¹³ Or to the land of the Chaldaeans: that also is made desolate by the Assyrians: [neither there shalt thou have rest, for] the wall thereof is fallen. ¹⁴ Wail, ye ships of Carthage, for your stronghold is perished. ¹⁵ And it shall be in that day, Tyre shall be abandoned seventy years, as is the time of a king, as the time of a man; and it shall be after seventy [[years]] Tyre shall be as the song of a harlot. ¹⁶ Take a harp, rove about, thou harlot city that art forgotten; play sweetly, sing much, that there may be remembrance of thee. And it shall be, after seventy years, God shall make a visitation of Tyre, and she shall turn again to her ancient way, ¹⁷ And shall be a port of merchandise for all the kingdoms of the world. ¹⁸ And her merchandise, and her hire, shall be holy to the Lord: it shall not be gathered together for them, but for those that dwell before the Lord; all her merchandise, to eat, and to drink, and to be filled, and for a contribution, as a memorial [[before the Lord]].