25 The ships of Tarshish sailed for you with your goods;You were full and heavily ladenin the heart of the sea.
26 Out into deep watersyour oarsmen brought you;The east wind shattered youin the heart of the sea.
27 Your wealth, your goods, your wares,your sailors, your crew,The caulkers of your seams,those who traded for your goods,All the warriors with you,the whole crowd with youSank into the heart of the seaon the day of your downfall.
28 At the sound of your sailors’ shoutsthe waves shudder,
29 Down from their shipscome all who ply the oars;Sailors, all the seafaring crew,stand on the shore.
30 They raise their voices over youand shout their bitter cries;They pour dust on their headsand cover themselves with ashes.
31 For you they shave their heads baldand put on sackcloth;For you they weep bitterly,in anguished lament.