² I sink in deep mire,
    where there is no foothold;
I have come into deep waters,
    and the flood sweeps over me.^(A)

² He drew me up from the desolate pit,^[a]
    out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock,
    making my steps secure.^(A)

²⁶ Your rowers have brought you
    into the high seas.
The east wind has wrecked you
    in the heart of the seas.^(A)
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.^(B)
28 At the sound of the cry of your pilots
    the pasturelands shake,^(C)
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^(D)
30 and wail aloud over you
    and cry bitterly.
They throw dust on their heads
    and wallow in ashes;^(E)
31 they make themselves bald for you
    and put on sackcloth,
and they weep over you in bitterness of soul,
    with bitter mourning.^(F)
32 In their wailing they raise a lamentation for you
    and lament over you:
“Who was ever destroyed^[a] like Tyre
    in the midst of the sea?^(G)
33 When your wares came from the seas,
    you satisfied many peoples;
with your abundant wealth and merchandise
    you enriched the kings of the earth.^(H)
34 Now you are wrecked by the seas,
    in the depths of the waters;
your merchandise and all your crew
    have sunk with you.^(I)