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.
32 As they wail and mourn over you,they sing this sad funeral song:‘Was there ever such a city as Tyre,now silent at the bottom of the sea?
33 The merchandise you tradedsatisfied the desires of many nations.Kings at the ends of the earthwere enriched by your trade.