3 over the deep waters,Whose revenue was the grain of Shihor, the harvest of the Nile,you who were the merchant among the nations.
4 Be ashamed, Sidon, fortress on the sea,for the sea has spoken,“I have not been in labor, nor given birth,nor raised young men,nor reared young women.”
5 When the report reaches Egyptthey shall be in anguish at the report about Tyre.
6 Pass over to Tarshish,wail, you who dwell on the coast!
7 Is this your exultant city,whose origin is from old,Whose feet have taken herto dwell in distant lands?
8 Who has planned such a thingagainst Tyre, the bestower of crowns,Whose merchants are princes,whose traders are the earth’s honored men?
9 The Lord of hosts has planned it,to disgrace the height of all beauty,to degrade all the honored of the earth.