1 This is a messagefrom distant islandsabout the city of Tyre:Cry, you seagoing ships!Tyre and its houseslie in ruins.
2 Mourn in silence,you shop owners of Sidon,you people on the coast.Your sailors crossed oceans,making your city rich.
3 Your merchants sailed the seas,making you wealthy by tradingwith nation after nation.They brought back grainthat grew along the Nile.
4 Sidon, you are a mighty fortressbuilt along the sea.But you will be disgracedlike a married womanwho never had children.
5 When Egypt hears about Tyre,it will tremble.
6 All of you along the coasthad better cry and sailfar across the ocean.
7 Can this be the happy citythat has stood for centuries?Its people have spreadto distant lands;