1 On the first day of the eleventh month of the eleventh year, the word of the Lord came to me:
2 Son of man, because Tyre said of Jerusalem:“Aha! The gateway of the peoples is smashed!It has been turned over to me;I will be enriched by its ruin!”
3 therefore thus says the Lord God:See! I am coming against you, Tyre;I will churn up against you many nations,just as the sea churns up its waves.
4 They will destroy the walls of Tyreand tear down its towers;I will scrape off its debrisand leave it a bare rock.
5 It will become a place for drying netsin the midst of the sea.For I have spoken—oracle of the Lord God:she will become plunder for the nations.
6 Her daughter cities on the mainlandwill be slaughtered by the sword;then they shall know that I am the Lord.
7 Indeed thus says the Lord God:I am bringing up against Tyrefrom the north, Nebuchadnezzar,King of Babylon, king of kings,with horses and chariots, with cavalry,and a mighty horde of troops.
8 Your daughter cities on the mainlandhe shall slay with the sword.He shall build a siege wall around you,throw up a ramp against you,and raise his shields about you.
9 He shall pound your walls with battering-ramsand break down your towers with his axes.
10 From the surging of his horseshe will cover you with dust;from the noise of warhorses,wheels and chariots.Your walls will shakewhen he enters your gates,even as one enters a city that is breached.
11 With the hooves of his horseshe will trample all your streets;Your people he will slay by the sword;your mighty pillars will collapse.
12 They shall plunder your wealthand pillage your goods;They will tear down your wallsand demolish your splendid houses.Your stones, timbers, and debristhey will cast into the sea.
13 I will bring an end to the noise of your songs;the music of your lyres will be heard no more.
14 I will turn you into bare rock,you will become a place for drying nets.You shall never be rebuilt,for I the Lord have spoken—oracle of the Lord God.
15 Thus says the Lord God to Tyre:At the sound of your downfall,at the groaning of the wounded,When victims are slain within you,will the islands not quake?
16 All the princes of the seawill step down from their thrones,Lay aside their robes,and strip off their embroidered garments.Clothed in mourning,they will sit on the groundAnd tremble, horror-struckand appalled at you.
17 They will raise lament over youand say to you:How you have perished,gone from the seas,Renowned City!Once she was mighty on the sea,she and her inhabitants,Those who spread their terrorto all who dwelt nearby.
18 On this, the day of your fall,the islands quake!The islands in the seaare terrified at your passing.
19 Indeed thus says the Lord God:When I make you a ruined citylike cities no longer inhabited,When I churn up the deepand its mighty waters cover you,
20 Then I will thrust you downwith those who go down to the pit,to those of the bygone age;I will make you dwell in the netherworld,in the everlasting ruins,with those who have gone down to the pit,So you will never returnor have a place in the land of the living.
21 I will make you a horror,and you shall be no more;You shall be sought for,but never found again—oracle of the Lord God.