Isaiah

⁸Who hath purposed this against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the honourable of the earth? ⁹The Lord of hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth. ¹⁰Pass through thy land as the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no girdle about thee any more. ¹¹He hath stretched out his hand over the sea, he hath shaken the kingdoms: the Lord hath given commandment concerning Canaan, to destroy the strong holds thereof. ¹²And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to Kittim; even there shalt thou have no rest. ¹³Behold, the land of the Chaldeans; this people is no more; the Assyrian hath appointed it for the beasts of the wilderness: they set up their towers, they overthrew the palaces thereof; he made it a ruin. ¹⁴Howl, ye ships of Tarshish: for your strong hold is laid waste.