1 The oracle of Tyre. Wail, O ships of Tarshish,for Tyre is laid wasteso that there is no house or harbor;from the land of Cyprusit is reported to them.
2 Be still, you inhabitants of the coastland,you merchants of Sidon;your messengers passed over the sea,
3 and were on many waters;the grain of the Nile,the harvest of the River was her revenue;and she was the market of nations.
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea has spoken,even the stronghold of the sea, saying,“I have not travailed nor brought forth children;neither have I brought up young men nor raised virgins.”
5 When the report reaches Egypt,they shall be sorely pained at the report of Tyre.
6 Pass over to Tarshish;wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.