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 Tyre shall sing as a harlot.
16. Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing the song again that thou may 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 again with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
18. But her profit and her hire shall be consecrated unto the Lord: it shall not be treasured nor laid up for her profit shall be for those that dwell before the Lord, to eat until they are filled and to dress honourably.