Isaiah 23:7
Is this your jubilant city, whose origins are from days long ago, whose feet carried her to settle far away?
Is this your jubilant city, whose origins are from days long ago, whose feet carried her to settle far away?
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is from ancient days? her own feet shall carry her far away to sojourn.
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
Is not that the glorious cite, which hath bene of longe antiquite? whose natyues dwellinge farre of, commende her so greatly?
Is not this that your glorious citie? her antiquitie is of ancient daies: her owne feete shall leade her afarre off to be a soiourner.
Is not this that glorious citie of yours which hath ben of olde antiquitie? her owne feete shall cary her foorth to be a soiurner into a farre countrey.
[Is] this your joyous [city], whose antiquity [is] of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
Is this your joyous [city], whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn?
Is this your exulting one? From the days of old `is' her antiquity, Carry her do her own feet afar off to sojourn.
Is this your joyous `city', whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn?
Is this your joyous [city], whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn?
Is this the town which was full of joy, whose start goes back to times long past, whose wanderings took her into far-off countries?
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her far away to travel?
Is this really your boisterous city whose origins are in the distant past, and whose feet led her to a distant land to reside?
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8Who has planned this against Tyre, the giver of crowns, whose merchants were princes, whose traders were honored in the earth?
1This is a message concerning Tyre: Wail, you ships of Tarshish, for your harbor has been destroyed. The news has reached them from the land of Cyprus.
2Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose messengers cross over the sea.
3On the great waters came the grain of Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, its revenue; it was the marketplace of nations.
4Be ashamed, Sidon, for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, 'I have neither labored nor given birth; I have not raised young men or brought up virgins.'
5When the news reaches Egypt, they will writhe in anguish at the report about Tyre.
6Cross over to Tarshish; wail, you inhabitants of the coastland.
31They will shave their heads for you and wrap themselves in sackcloth. In deep anguish and bitter mourning, they will weep for you.
32And they will chant a dirge for you, lamenting, 'Who was ever like Tyre, silenced and destroyed in the midst of the sea?'
33When your merchandise went out to the seas, you satisfied many peoples. With your abundant wealth and your goods, you enriched the kings of the earth.
12He has said, 'You will no longer rejoice, O oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Rise, cross over to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.'
13Behold the land of the Chaldeans—this is the people that was not; Assyria established it as a refuge for wild creatures. They set up its siege towers, stripped its palaces bare, and made it a ruin.
14Wail, you ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is destroyed.
15On that day, Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years, the span of a king’s lifetime. At the end of seventy years, Tyre will be like the song of a prostitute.
16Take up a harp, go about the city, you forgotten prostitute. Play skillfully, sing many songs, so that you may be remembered.
17At the end of seventy years, the LORD will attend to Tyre. She will return to her hire and will prostitute herself to all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.
18Yet her merchandise and her hire will be consecrated to the LORD; it will not be stored or hoarded, but it will provide for those who live in the presence of the LORD—for abundant food and fine clothing.
17They will take up a lament over you and say to you: 'How you have perished, you who were inhabited by people of the seas, the renowned city, strong in the sea, she and her inhabitants, who spread terror among all who lived there.'
18Now the coastlands tremble on the day of your fall; the islands in the sea are dismayed by your demise.
15This is the jubilant city that dwelled securely and said in her heart, 'I am, and there is no one besides me.' How she has become a desolation, a resting place for wild animals! Everyone who passes by her hisses and shakes his fist.
3Tyre has built herself a stronghold and heaped up silver like dust and gold like the dirt in the streets.
4But the Lord will dispossess her and strike her power in the sea, and she will be consumed by fire.
2Now you, son of man, raise a lamentation over Tyre,
3and say to Tyre, situated at the gateways of the sea, a merchant of peoples to many coastlands: 'Thus says the Lord God: Tyre, you have declared, "I am perfect in beauty."'
4Your borders are in the heart of the seas; your builders have perfected your beauty.
25The ships of Tarshish carried your goods as your trading fleet. You were filled with merchandise and became glorious in the heart of the seas.
8The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad were your rowers; your skilled men, O Tyre, were aboard; they served as your sailors.
9The elders of Gebal and its skilled workers repaired your leaks; all the ships of the sea and their sailors came to deal in your trade.
25How is the city of praise, the city of my joy, not forsaken!
1This is an oracle concerning the Valley of Vision: What is wrong with you now, that you have all gone up to the rooftops?
2The city is full of noise and tumult, a city of revelry. Your slain were not killed by the sword, nor did they die in battle.
26The city gates will lament and mourn; destitute, she will sit on the ground.
2Son of man, because Tyre has said concerning Jerusalem, 'Aha! The gateway of the peoples is broken; it has turned to me. I will be filled now that she lies in ruins.'
10Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer any harbor restraining you.
1How lonely sits the city, once so full of people! She has become like a widow, great among the nations, a princess among the provinces, now a slave.
15This is what the Lord GOD says to Tyre: 'Won't the coastlands tremble at the sound of your downfall, when the wounded groan and slaughter takes place within you?'
12Tarshish traded with you because of your great wealth of goods, exchanging silver, iron, tin, and lead for your wares.
8Many nations will pass by this city and ask one another, 'Why has the LORD done such a thing to this great city?'
15All who pass along the way clap their hands at you; they hiss and wag their heads at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, 'Is this the city that was called the perfection of beauty, the joy of all the earth?'
2For you have turned the city into a heap of ruins, the fortified city into rubble; the palace of foreigners will never be rebuilt.
7In the days of her affliction and wandering, Jerusalem remembers all the treasures that were hers in days of old. When her people fell into the hand of the enemy, there was no one to help her. Her enemies saw her and mocked her downfall.
4Now, what have you against me, Tyre and Sidon and all the regions of Philistia? Are you repaying me for something I have done? If you are repaying me, I will swiftly and speedily return your recompense upon your own heads.
5For you took my silver and my gold and carried my precious treasures into your temples.
27Your wealth, merchandise, wares, sailors, pilots, ship-repairers, merchants, and all your warriors, along with the people in your midst, will sink into the heart of the seas on the day of your ruin.
9Surely the coastlands will wait for me; the ships of Tarshish will come first, bringing your sons from afar, their silver and gold with them, for the name of the Lord your God, and for the Holy One of Israel, because He has glorified you.
4They will destroy the walls of Tyre and demolish her towers. I will scrape away her soil and leave her as bare rock.
22All the kings of Tyre and all the kings of Sidon; the kings of the coastlands across the sea.
1Woe to the rebellious and defiled city, the oppressive one!
5Her adversaries have become her masters; her enemies prosper because the LORD has afflicted her for her many sins. Her children have gone into captivity before the enemy.
7Everyone who sees you will flee from you, saying, 'Nineveh is devastated! Who will mourn for her? Where can I find anyone to comfort you?'