1. The oracle of Tyre: Wail, ships of Tarshish, for the house is destroyed so that no one can enter; it is announced to them from the land of Cyprus.
2. Be still, inhabitants of the coast, merchant of Sidon, who travels over the sea, they filled you.
3. And on the great waters is the seed of Shihor, the harvest of the Nile is its produce, and she was the merchandise of the nations.
4. Be ashamed, Sidon, for the sea, the fortress of the sea said, saying, “I was not in labor, and I have not given birth, and I have not reared young men, brought up young women.”
5. When the report comes to Egypt, they will be in anguish at the report about Tyre.
6. Cross over to Tarshish! Wail, inhabitants of the coast!
7. Is this your exultant one, her origin from the days of long ago? Her feet brought her to dwell afar as an alien.
8. Who has planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants were princes, her traders the honored ones of the earth?
9. Yahweh of hosts has planned it: to defile the pride of all glory, to humble all the honored ones of the earth.
10. Cross over your own land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer a harbor.
11. He has stretched his hand out over the sea; he has made kingdoms shake. Yahweh has commanded concerning Canaan to destroy her fortresses.
12. And he said, “You will not continue to exult, crushed one, virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, cross over to Cyprus! There will be no rest for you even there.”