1 An oracle against Tyre: Wail, ships of Tarshish, for your haven has been destroyed.Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.
2 Mourn, inhabitants of the coastland,you merchants of Sidon; your agents have crossed the sea
3 on many waters.Tyre’s revenue was the grain from Shihor —the harvest of the Nile.She was the merchant among the nations.
4 Be ashamed Sidon, the stronghold of the sea,for the sea has spoken:“I have not been in labor or given birth.I have not raised young menor brought up young women.”