FUTURE FORETOLD

46. Isaiah - Prophecy - Ch 23 - 30

23: 1 The burden of Tyre. Howl,
ye ships of Tarshish; for it
is laid waste, so that there
is no house, no entering in:
from the land of Chittim
it is revealed to them.
2 Be 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
seed of Sihor, the harvest
of the river, is her revenue;
and she is a mart of nations.
4 Be thou ashamed, O Zidon:
for the sea hath spoken, even
the strength of the sea, saying,
I travail not, nor bring forth
children, neither do I nourish
up young men, nor
bring up virgins.
5 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 princes,
whose traffickers are the
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 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
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 turn to her hire,
and shall commit fornication
with all the kingdoms of the world
upon the face of the earth.

18 And her merchandise and her hire
shall be 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.

24: 1 Behold, the LORD maketh
the earth empty, and maketh it
waste, and turneth it upside
down, and scattereth abroad
the inhabitants thereof.
2 And it shall be, as with
the people, so with the priest;
as with the servant, so with
his master; as with the maid,
so with her mistress; as with
the buyer, so with the seller;
as with the lender, so with
the borrower; as with the
taker of usury, so with
the giver of usury to him.

3 The land shall be utterly emptied,
and utterly spoiled: for the
LORD hath spoken this word.
4 The earth mourneth and
fadeth away, the world
languisheth and fadeth away,
the haughty people of
the earth do languish.

5 The earth also is defiled
under the inhabitants thereof;
because they have transgressed
the laws, changed the ordinance,
broken the everlasting covenant.
6 Therefore hath the curse
devoured the earth, and they
that dwell therein are desolate:
therefore the inhabitants
of the earth are burned,
and few men left.

7 The new wine mourneth,
the vine languisheth, all the
merryhearted do sigh.
8 The mirth of tabrets ceaseth,
the noise of them that rejoice
endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.
9 They shall not drink wine
with a song; strong drink
shall be bitter to them that drink it.
10 The city of confusion is broken
down: every house is shut up,
that no man may come in.
11 There is a crying for wine
in the streets; all joy is darkened,
the mirth of the land is gone.