4 Be thou ashamed, Sidon, for the sea hath spoken, the strength of the sea, saying, I have not travailed nor brought forth, neither have I nourished young men nor brought up virgins.
5 --When the report came into Egypt, they were sorely pained at the news of Tyre.
6 Pass over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the coast!
7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? Her feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
8 Who hath purposed this against Tyre, the distributor of crowns, whose merchants were princes, whose dealers were the honourable of the earth?
9 Jehovah of hosts hath purposed it, to profane the pride of all glory, to bring to nought all the honourable of the earth.
10 Overflow thy land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish: there is no more restraint.