“Aha, broken is the gateway of the peoples;
    it has swung open to me;
I shall be replenished,
    now that it is wasted,”^(A)

Wail, O ships of Tarshish,
    for your fortress is destroyed.^[a]
When they came in from Cyprus
    they learned of it.^(A)
2 Be still, O inhabitants of the coast,
    O merchants of Sidon;
your messengers crossed over the sea^[b](B)
3     and were on the mighty waters;
your revenue^[c] was the grain of Shihor,
    the harvest of the Nile;
    you were the merchant of the nations.^(C)
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea has spoken,
    the fortress of the sea, saying:
“I have neither labored nor given birth;
    I have neither reared young men
    nor brought up young women.”^(D)
5 When the report comes to Egypt,
    they will be in anguish over the report about Tyre.
⁶ Cross over to Tarshish—
    wail, O inhabitants of the coast!
⁷ Is this your exultant city
    whose origin is from days of old,
whose feet carried her
    to settle far away?^(E)
8 Who has planned this
    against Tyre, the bestower of crowns,
whose merchants were princes,
    whose traders were the honored of the earth?
⁹ The Lord of hosts has planned it—
    to defile the pride of all glory,
    to shame all the honored of the earth.^(F)
10 Cross over to your own land,
    O ships of^[d] Tarshish;
    this is a harbor^[e] no more.
¹¹ He has stretched out his hand over the sea;
    he has shaken the kingdoms;
the Lord has given command concerning Canaan,
    to destroy its fortresses.^(G)
12 He said:
“You will exult no longer,
    O oppressed virgin daughter Sidon;
rise, cross over to Cyprus—
    even there you will have no rest.”^(H)

¹⁴ Wail, O ships of Tarshish,
    for your fortress is destroyed.^(J)

¹⁶ Take a harp;
    go about the city,
    you forgotten prostitute!
Make sweet melody;
    sing many songs,
    that you may be remembered.

⁹ Thus says the Lord:
For three transgressions of Tyre,
    and for four, I will not revoke the punishment,^[a]
because they delivered entire communities over to Edom
    and did not remember the covenant of kinship.^(A)
10 So I will send a fire on the wall of Tyre,
    and it shall devour its strongholds.^(B)

O Tyre, you have said,
    “I am perfect in beauty.”^(B)
4 Your borders are in the heart of the seas;
    your builders made perfect your beauty.^(C)
5 They made all your planks
    of fir trees from Senir;
they took a cedar from Lebanon
    to make a mast for you.^(D)
6 From oaks of Bashan
    they made your oars;
they made your deck of pines^[a]
    from the coasts of Cyprus,
    inlaid with ivory.^(E)
7 Of fine embroidered linen from Egypt
    was your sail,
    serving as your ensign;
blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah
    was your awning.
⁸ The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad
    were your rowers;
skilled men of Zemer^[b] were within you;
    they were your pilots.^(F)
9 The elders of Gebal and its artisans were within you,
    caulking your seams;
all the ships of the sea with their sailors were within you,
    to barter for your wares.^(G)
10 Paras^[c] and Lud and Put
    were in your army,
    your mighty warriors;
they hung shield and helmet in you;
    they gave you splendor.^(H)
11 Men of Arvad and Helech^[d]
    were on your walls all around;
    men of Gamad were at your towers.
They hung their quivers all around your walls;
    they made perfect your beauty.^(I)

So you were filled and heavily laden
    in the heart of the seas.^(T)
26 Your rowers have brought you
    into the high seas.
The east wind has wrecked you
    in the heart of the seas.^(U)
27 Your riches, your wares, your merchandise,
    your sailors and your pilots,
your caulkers, your dealers in merchandise,
    and all your warriors within you,
with all the company
    that is with you,
sink into the heart of the seas
    on the day of your ruin.^(V)
28 At the sound of the cry of your pilots
    the pasturelands shake,^(W)