New International Version
14 I will make you a bare rock, and you will become a place to spread fishnets. You will never be rebuilt,(A) for I the Lord have spoken, declares the Sovereign Lord.
15 “This is what the Sovereign Lord says to Tyre: Will not the coastlands(B) tremble(C) at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan(D) and the slaughter takes place in you? 16 Then all the princes of the coast will step down from their thrones and lay aside their robes and take off their embroidered(E) garments. Clothed(F) with terror, they will sit on the ground,(G) trembling(H) every moment, appalled(I) at you. 17 Then they will take up a lament(J) concerning you and say to you:
“‘How you are destroyed, city of renown,
peopled by men of the sea!
You were a power on the seas,
you and your citizens;
you put your terror
on all who lived there.(K)