¹The Burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, For it hath been destroyed, Without house, without entrance, From the land of Chittim it was revealed to them.

¹Ennustus Tüürose kohta: Ulguge, Tarsise laevad, sest teie varjupaik hävitatakse! Kui nad tulevad kittide maalt, saab see neile teatavaks.

²Be silent, ye inhabitants of the isle, Trader of Zidon, passing the sea, they filled thee.

²Vaikima peab rannarahvas, Siidoni kaupmees, kelle saadik sõidab merd.

³And in many waters [is] the seed of Sihor, The harvest of the brook [is] her increase, And she is a mart of nations.

³Suurtel vetel oli Siihori külv ja Niiluse lõikus, temast sai rahvaste turg.

⁴Be ashamed, O Zidon; for the sea spake, The strength of the sea, saying: `I have not been pained, nor have I brought forth, Nor have I nourished young men, [nor] brought up virgins.`

⁴Häbene, Siidon, sa tugev linn, sest meri kõneleb: 'Ma pole olnud lapsevaevas ega ole sünnitanud; ma pole kasvatanud noori mehi ega ole lasknud sirguda neitseid.'

⁵As [at] the report of Egypt they are pained, So [at] the report of Tyre.

⁵Kui Egiptuses sellest kuuldakse, siis nad värisevad nagu kuuldusest Tüürosegi kohta.

⁶Pass over to Tarshish, howl, ye inhabitants of the isle,

⁶Tõtake Tarsisesse! Ulguge, rannarahvas!

⁷Is this your exulting one? From the days of old [is] her antiquity, Carry her do her own feet afar off to sojourn.

⁷On see teie rõõmus linn, mille algus on muistses ajas, keda jalad kandsid kaugele võõrana elama?

⁸Who hath counselled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants the honoured of earth?`

⁸Kes on seda otsustanud kroonide jagaja Tüürose kohta, kelle kaupmehed on vürstid, kelle kaubitsejad on kõige auväärsemad maa peal?

⁹Jehovah of Hosts hath counselled it, To pollute the excellency of all beauty, To make light all the honoured of earth.

⁹Vägede Issand on otsustanud teotada kogu toreduse kõrkust, alandada kõiki auväärseid maal.

¹⁰Pass through thy land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, there is no more a girdle.

¹⁰Käi oma maa läbi, Tarsise tütar, otsekui Niilus! Vööd ei ole enam!

¹¹His hand He hath stretched out over the sea, He hath caused kingdoms to tremble, Jehovah hath charged concerning the merchant one, To destroy her strong places.

¹¹Tema sirutab käe mere kohale, paneb kuningriigid värisema - Issand annab käsu Kaanani kohta ta kindluste hävitamiseks.

¹²And He saith, `Thou dost not add any more to exult, O oppressed one, virgin daughter of Zidon, To Chittim arise, pass over, Even there — there is no rest for thee.`

¹²Ta ütleb: 'Ära ole enam ülemeelik, kurjasti koheldud neitsi, Siidoni tütar! Tõuse, siirdu kittide juurde, aga sealgi ei ole sul rahu!'

¹³Lo, the land of the Chaldeans — this people was not, Asshur founded it for the Ziim, They raised its watch-towers, They lifted up her palaces, — He hath appointed her for a ruin!

¹³Vaata kittide maad! See on rahvas, keda ei olnud olemas, kes on siidonlaste rajatud: nemad püstitasid tema vahitornid, linnad ja paleed - tema teeb selle varemeiks.

¹⁴Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, For your strength hath been destroyed.

¹⁴Ulguge, Tarsise laevad, sest teie kindlus on hävitatud!

¹⁵And it hath come to pass, in that day, That forgotten is Tyre seventy years, According to the days of one king. At the end of seventy years there is to Tyre as the song of the harlot.

¹⁵Ja sel ajal unustatakse Tüüros seitsmekümneks aastaks, ühe kuninga elupäevadeks. Seitsmekümne aasta pärast sünnib Tüürosega nagu hoora laulus:

¹⁶Take a harp, go round the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that thou mayest be remembered.

¹⁶'Võta kannel, käi linnas ringi, sa unustatud hoor! Mängi ilusasti, laula usinasti, et sind meelde tuletataks!'

¹⁷And it hath come to pass, At the end of seventy years Jehovah inspecteth Tyre, And she hath repented of her gift, That she committed fornication With all kingdoms of the earth on the face of the ground.

¹⁷Seitsmekümne aasta pärast katsub Issand Tüürost ja see saab jälle hoorapalgale ning teeb hooratööd kõigi maailma kuningriikidega maa peal.

¹⁸And her merchandise and her gift have been holy to Jehovah, Not treasured up nor stored, For to those sitting before Jehovah is her merchandise, To eat to satiety, and for a lasting covering!

¹⁸Aga tema tulu ja hoorapalk on pühitsetud Issandale; seda ei kuhjata ega talletata, sest see tulu saab neile, kes elavad Issanda ees, külluslikuks toiduseks ja kauneiks kehakatteiks.'