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.

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