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13 And I shall make to rest the multitude of thy singers, and the sound of thine harps shall no more be heard;

14 and I shall give thee into a most clear stone. Thou shalt be (a place for the) drying of nets, and thou shalt no more be builded, for I the Lord spake, saith the Lord God. (and I shall make thee into a very clean, or a very bare, rock. Thou shalt be a place for the drying of nets, and thou shalt never be rebuilt, for I the Lord spoke, saith the Lord God.)

15 The Lord God saith these things of Tyre, Whether isles shall not be moved of the sound of thy fall, and of the wailing of thy slain men, when they be slain in the midst of thee? (The Lord God saith these things to Tyre, Shall not the islands be moved at the sound of thy fall, and at the wailing of thy slain, when they be killed in thy midst?)

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