1 T he mournful, inspired prediction (a burden to be lifted up) concerning Tyre: Wail, you ships of Tarshish, for Tyre is laid waste, so that there is no house, no harbor; from the land of Kittim (Cyprus) they learn of it.

2 B e still, you inhabitants of the coast, you merchants of Sidon, your messengers passing over the sea have replenished you,

3 A nd were on great waters. The seed or grain of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile River, was revenue, and she became the merchandise of the nations.

4 B e ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I have neither travailed nor brought forth children; I have neither nourished and reared young men nor brought up virgins.

5 W hen the report comes to Egypt, they will be sorely pained over the report about Tyre.

6 P ass over to Tarshish! Wail, you inhabitants of the coast!

7 I s this your jubilant city, whose origin dates back into antiquity, whose own feet are accustomed to carry her far off to settle ?

8 W ho has purposed this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth?

9 T he Lord of hosts has purposed it, to defile the pride of all glory and to bring into dishonor and contempt all the honored of the earth.

10 O verflow your land like the Nile River, O Daughter of Tarshish; there is no girdle of restraint any more.

11 H e stretched out His hand over the sea, He shook the kingdoms; the Lord has given a command concerning Canaan to destroy her strongholds and fortresses.

12 A nd He said, You shall no more exult, you oppressed and crushed one, O Virgin Daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim (Cyprus); but even there you will have no rest.

13 L ook at the land of the Chaldeans! That people and not the Assyrians designed and assigned for the wild beasts and those who dwelt in the wilderness. They set up their siege works, they overthrew its palaces, they made it a ruin!

14 H owl, you ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste.

15 A nd in that day Tyre will be in obscurity and forgotten for seventy years, according to the days of one dynasty. After the end of seventy years will Tyre sing as a harlot.

16 T ake a harp, go about the city, forgotten harlot; play skillfully and make sweet melody, sing many songs, that you may be remembered.

17 A nd after the end of seventy years the Lord will remember Tyre; and she will return to her hire and will play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world on the face of the earth.

18 B ut her gain and her hire will be dedicated to the Lord; it will not be treasured or stored up, for her gain will be used for those who dwell in the presence of the Lord, that they may eat sufficiently and have durable and stately clothing.