Wail, you ships of Tarshish!
For it is laid waste,
So that there is no house, no harbor;
From the land of ^[b]Cyprus it is revealed to them.

² Be still, you inhabitants of the coastland,
You merchants of Sidon,
^[c]Whom those who cross the sea have filled.
³ And on great waters the grain of Shihor,
The harvest of ^[d]the River, is her revenue;
And ^(B)she is a marketplace for the nations.

⁴ Be ashamed, O Sidon;
For the sea has spoken,
The strength of the sea, saying,
“I do not labor, nor bring forth children;
Neither do I rear young men,
Nor bring up virgins.”
^5 (C)When the report reaches Egypt,
They also will be in agony at the report of Tyre.

⁶ Cross over to Tarshish;
Wail, you inhabitants of the coastland!
⁷ Is this your ^(D)joyous city,
Whose antiquity is from ancient days,
Whose feet carried her far off to dwell?
⁸ Who has taken this counsel against Tyre, ^(E)the crowning city,
Whose merchants are princes,
Whose traders are the honorable of the earth?
⁹ The Lord of hosts has ^(F)purposed it,
To ^[e]bring to dishonor the ^(G)pride of all glory,
To bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.

¹⁰ Overflow through your land like ^[f]the River,
O daughter of Tarshish;
There is no more ^[g]strength.
¹¹ He stretched out His hand over the sea,
He shook the kingdoms;
The Lord has given a commandment ^(H)against Canaan
To destroy its strongholds.
¹² And He said, “You will rejoice no more,
O you oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon.
Arise, ^(I)cross over to Cyprus;
There also you will have no rest.”

¹³ Behold, the land of the ^(J)Chaldeans,
This people which was not;
Assyria founded it for ^(K)wild beasts of the desert.
They set up its towers,
They raised up its palaces,
And brought it to ruin.

^14 (L)Wail, you ships of Tarshish!
For your strength is laid waste.

¹⁶ “Take a harp, go about the city,
You forgotten harlot;
Make sweet melody, sing many songs,
That you may be remembered.”

⁴ “Indeed, what have you to do with Me,
^(A)O Tyre and Sidon, and all the coasts of Philistia?
Will you ^[a]retaliate against Me?
But if you ^[b]retaliate against Me,
Swiftly and speedily I will return your ^[c]retaliation upon your own head;

³ For Tyre built herself a tower,
Heaped up silver like the dust,
And gold like the mire of the streets.
⁴ Behold, ^(E)the Lord will cast her out;
He will destroy ^(F)her power in the sea,
And she will be devoured by fire.

“For three transgressions of ^(A)Tyre, and for four,
I will not turn away its punishment,
Because they delivered up the whole captivity to Edom,
And did not remember the covenant of brotherhood.
¹⁰ But I will send a fire upon the wall of Tyre,
Which shall devour its palaces.”

“O Tyre, you have said,
^(D)‘I am perfect in beauty.’
⁴ Your borders are in the midst of the seas.
Your builders have perfected your beauty.
⁵ They ^[b]made all your planks of fir trees from ^(E)Senir;
They took a cedar from Lebanon to make you a mast.
⁶ Of ^(F)oaks from Bashan they made your oars;
The company of Ashurites have inlaid your planks
With ivory from ^(G)the coasts of ^[c]Cyprus.
⁷ Fine embroidered linen from Egypt was what you spread for your sail;
Blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah was what covered you.

⁸ “Inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad were your oarsmen;
Your wise men, O Tyre, were in you;
They became your pilots.
⁹ Elders of ^(H)Gebal and its wise men
Were in you to caulk your seams;
All the ships of the sea
And their oarsmen were in you
To market your merchandise.

¹⁰ “Those from Persia, ^[d]Lydia, and ^[e]Libya
Were in your army as men of war;
They hung shield and helmet in you;
They gave splendor to you.
¹¹ Men of Arvad with your army were on your walls all around,
And the men of Gammad were in your towers;
They hung their shields on your walls all around;
They made ^(I)your beauty perfect.

²⁵ “The ^(V)ships of Tarshish were carriers of your merchandise.
You were filled and very glorious ^(W)in the midst of the seas.
²⁶ Your oarsmen brought you into many waters,
But ^(X)the east wind broke you in the midst of the seas.

²⁷ “Your ^(Y)riches, wares, and merchandise,
Your mariners and pilots,
Your caulkers and merchandisers,
All your men of war who are in you,
And the entire company which is in your midst,
Will fall into the midst of the seas on the day of your ruin.
²⁸ The ^(Z)common-land^[g] will shake at the sound of the cry of your pilots.