The Lord God says this to Tyre: “Will the coastlands not shake from the sound of your downfall when the wounded groan, when the slaughter takes place in your midst?

Now the coastlands will tremble On the day of your downfall; Yes, the coastlands which are by the sea Will be horrified at your passing.’”

and say to Tyre, who sits at the entrance to the sea, merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, ‘This is what the Lord God says: “Tyre, you have said, ‘I am perfect in beauty.’

Of oaks from Bashan they have made your rudders; With ivory they have inlaid your deck of boxwood from the coastlands of Cyprus.

Your sail was of colorfully embroidered linen from Egypt So that it became your flag; Your awning was violet and purple from the coastlands of Elishah.

The sons of Dedan were your traders. Many coastlands were your market; they brought ivory tusks and ebony as your payment.

All the inhabitants of the coastlands Are appalled at you, And their kings are horribly afraid; They have a troubled look.

“And I will send fire upon Magog and those who inhabit the coastlands in safety; and they will know that I am the Lord.