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.