1¶ Ko te poropititanga mo Taira. Aue, e nga kaipuke o Tarahihi; kua moti hoki ia, i kore ai he whare, i kore ai he tapokoranga: no te whenua o Kitimi te whakaaturanga ki a ratou.
1The burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish! For it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in. From the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.
2Whakarongoa, e nga tangata o te motu; kua ki na koe i ta nga kaihokohoko o Hairona e rere nei i te moana.
2Be still, you inhabitants of the coast, you whom the merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished.
3Kei nga wai nui, kei nga purapura o Hihoro, kei te tapahanga witi o te Naera, ona hua; ko ia ano te kaihokohoko ki nga iwi.
3On great waters, the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue. She was the market of nations.
4Kia whakama koe, e Hairona, kua korero hoki te moana, te pa kaha o te moana kua mea, Kahore oku mamae hapu, kahore hoki ahau i whanau, kahore i atawhai tamariki, kahore i whakatupu kotiro.
4Be ashamed, Sidon; for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, “I have not travailed, nor brought forth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.”
5Ka tae te rongo ki Ihipa, ka tino mamae ratou, ki te rongo o Taira.
5When the report comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.
6Whakawhiti atu ki Tarahihi; aue, e nga tangata o te motu.
6Pass over to Tarshish! Wail, you inhabitants of the coast!
7Ko to koutou pa koa ianei tenei, ko tona tawhito nei no nga ra ano onamata? na ona waewae hoki ia i kawe ki tawhiti noho ai.
7Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her far away to travel?
8Na wai i whakatakoto tenei whakaaro mo Taira, mo te pa whakakarauna, he rangatira nei ona kaihokohoko; ko ona kaiwhakawhitiwhiti taonga, ko nga metararahi o te whenua?
8Who has planned this against Tyre, the giver of crowns, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the honorable of the earth?
9Na Ihowa o nga mano i whakatakoto, hei whakapoke i te whakapehapeha o nga mea ataahua katoa, hei mea kia whakahaweatia nga metararahi o te whenua.
9Yahweh of Armies has planned it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.
10Tika atu na waenganui i tou whenua, ano ko te Naera, e te tamahine a Tarahihi: kua kore he whitiki mou a mua ake.
10Pass through your land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish. There is no restraint any more.
11Kua totoro tona ringa ki runga ki te moana, whakangaueuetia ana e ia nga rangatiratanga. Na Ihowa te whakahau mo Kanaana, kia ngaro ona pa kaha.
11He has stretched out his hand over the sea. He has shaken the kingdoms. Yahweh has ordered the destruction of Canaan’s strongholds.
12I mea ano ia, Kati rawa tou koa, e te wahine e tukinotia nei, e te tamahine a Hairona: whakatika, whakawhiti atu ki Kitimi; ahakoa i reira kahore he okiokinga mou.
12He said, “You shall rejoice no more, you oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim. Even there you will have no rest.”
13Nana, te whenua o nga Karari, kua kahore tena iwi; kua whakaritea a reira e nga Ahiriana mo nga kirehe o te koraha: na ratou i whakaara a ratou pourewa, kua horo i a ratou ona whare kingi; kua meinga e ia hei ururua.
13Behold, the land of the Chaldeans. This people was not. The Assyrians founded it for those who dwell in the wilderness. They set up their towers. They overthrew its palaces. They made it a ruin.
14Aue, e nga kaipuke o Tarahihi: kua kore hoki to koutou pa kaha.
14Howl, you ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste!
15¶ I taua ra ka warewaretia a Taira, e whitu tekau tau, ko nga ra hoki o te kingi kotahi: i te mutunga o nga tau e whitu tekau ka rite ta Taira ki te waiata a te wahine kairau.
15It will come to pass in that day that Tyre will be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years it will be to Tyre like in the song of the prostitute.
16E mau ki te hapa, taiawhiotia te pa, e te wahine kairau i warewaretia nei; kia pai te waiata, kia maha nga waiata, kia maharatia ai koe.
16Take a harp; go about the city, you prostitute that has been forgotten. Make sweet melody. Sing many songs, that you may be remembered.
17Na i te mutunga o nga tau e whitu tekau ka tirohia a Taira e Ihowa, a ka hoki ia ki tana utu, ka kairau ano ki nga kingitanga katoa o te whenua i runga i te mata o te oneone.
17It will happen after the end of seventy years that Yahweh will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her wages, and will play the prostitute with all the kingdoms of the world on the surface of the earth.
18Na, ko ana mea hokohoko, me ona utu, he tapu ki a Ihowa: e kore e whaowhina ki te toa, e kore ano e rongoatia; engari ma te hunga e noho ana i te aroaro o Ihowa ana mea hokohoko, a ka makona ratou i te kai, ka roa ano te mau o te kakahu.
18Her merchandise and her wages will be holiness to Yahweh. It will not be treasured nor laid up; for her merchandise will be for those who dwell before Yahweh, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.