28 The countryside shakesat the sound of your sailors’ cries.
29 All those who handle an oardisembark from their ships.The sailors and all the captains of the seastand on the shore.
30 They raise their voices over youand cry out bitterly.They throw dust on their heads; they roll in ashes.
31 They shave their heads because of youand wrap themselves in sackcloth.They weep over youwith deep anguish and bitter mourning.
32 In their wailing they lament for you, mourning over you:Who was like Tyre,silenced in the middle of the sea?
33 When your merchandise was unloaded from the seas,you satisfied many peoples.You enriched the kings of the earthwith your abundant wealth and goods.
34 Now you are shattered by the seain the depths of the waters;your goods and the people within youhave gone down.