9 The Lord of heavenly forces planned it,to defile the pride of all beauty,to shame all the honored of the earth.
10 Go through your own land, Daughter Tarshish,for the harbor is gone.
11 God’s hand is extended over the sea, shaking nations.The Lord gave the command to destroy Phoenicia’s fortresses,
12 saying, You will no longer celebrate,violated virgin Daughter Sidon.Get up and head to Cyprus;even there you will find no rest.
13 Look at the land of the Chaldeans,the people who are no more.Assyria destined it for wild animals:they raised up their siege towers,stripped its palaces,and made it a ruin.
14 Wail, ships of Tarshish,for your fortress is destroyed!
15 On that day, Tyre will be forgotten seventy years, the lifetime of one king. At the end of seventy years, Tyre will become like the prostitute in the song: