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

Wail, O ships of Tarshish,
    for your fortress is destroyed.^[a]
When they came in from Cyprus
    they learned of it.^(A)

¹⁴ “The fruit for which your soul longed
    has gone from you,
and all your delicacies and your splendor
    are lost to you,
    never to be found again!”

¹⁶ “Alas, alas, the great city,
    clothed in fine linen,
        in purple and scarlet,
    adorned with gold,
        with jewels, and with pearls!^(D)
17 For in one hour all this wealth has been laid waste!”

“What city was like the great city?”^(F)

“Alas, alas, the great city,
    where all who had ships at sea
    grew rich by her wealth!
For in one hour she has been laid waste.”^(G)

So you were filled and heavily laden
    in the heart of the seas.^(A)
26 Your rowers have brought you
    into the high seas.
The east wind has wrecked you
    in the heart of the seas.^(B)
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.^(C)
28 At the sound of the cry of your pilots
    the pasturelands shake,^(D)
29 and down from their ships
    come all who handle the oar.
The sailors and all the pilots of the sea
    stand on the shore^(E)
30 and wail aloud over you
    and cry bitterly.
They throw dust on their heads
    and wallow in ashes;^(F)