25 The ships of Tarshish were your ocean caravans. Your island warehouse was filled to the brim!
26 “But look! Your oarsmenhave taken you into stormy seas!A mighty eastern galehas wrecked you in the heart of the sea!
27 Everything is lost—your riches and wares,your sailors and pilots,your ship builders, merchants, and warriors.On the day of your ruin,everyone on board sinks into the depths of the sea.
28 Your cities by the sea trembleas your pilots cry out in terror.
29 All the oarsmen abandon their ships;the sailors and pilots stand on the shore.
30 They cry aloud over youand weep bitterly.They throw dust on their headsand roll in ashes.
31 They shave their heads in grief for youand dress themselves in burlap.They weep for you with bitter anguishand deep mourning.