1. The oracle of Tyre. Wail, O ships of Tarshish,for Tyre is laid wasteso that there is no house or harbor;from the land of Cyprusit is reported to them.
2. Be still, you inhabitants of the coastland,you merchants of Sidon;your messengers passed over the sea,
3. and were on many waters;the grain of the Nile,the harvest of the River was her revenue;and she was the market of nations.
4. Be ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea has spoken,even the stronghold of the sea, saying,“I have not travailed nor brought forth children;neither have I brought up young men nor raised virgins.”
5. When the report reaches Egypt,they shall be sorely pained at the report of Tyre.
6. Pass over to Tarshish;wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.
7. Is this your joyous city,whose origin is from ancient days,whose feet used to carry herto sojourn in distant locations?
8. Who has planned this against Tyre,the crowning city,whose merchants are princes,whose traffickers are the honorable of the earth?