4 Be ashamed, O Sidon: for the sea has spoken, even the strength of the sea, saying, I travail not, nor bring forth children, neither do I nourish up young men, nor bring up virgins.
5 As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they be greatly pained at the report of Tyre.
6 Pass over to Tarshish; wail, you inhabitants of the coast.
7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to dwell.
8 Who has taken this counsel against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honorable of the earth?
9 The LORD of hosts has purposed it, to defile the pride of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.
10 Pass through your land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.