1 A prophecy against Tyre:Wail, you ships of Tarshish!For Tyre is destroyedand left without house or harbour.From the land of Cyprusword has come to them.
2 Be silent, you people of the islandand you merchants of Sidon,whom the seafarers have enriched.
3 On the great waterscame the grain of the Shihor;the harvest of the Nile was the revenue of Tyre,and she became the market-place of the nations.
4 Be ashamed, Sidon, and you fortress of the sea,for the sea has spoken:‘I have neither been in labour nor given birth;I have neither reared sons nor brought up daughters.’
5 When word comes to Egypt,they will be in anguish at the report from Tyre.