The burden of Tyre
. Howl
, ye ships
of Tarshish
; for it is laid waste
, so that there is no house
, no entering in
: from the land
of Chittim
it is revealed
to them.
Be still, ye inhabitants
of the isle
; thou whom the merchants
of Zidon
, that pass over
the sea
, have replenished
.
And by great waters
the seed
of Sihor
, the harvest
of the river
, is her revenue
; and she is a mart
of nations
.
Be thou ashamed, O Zidon
: for the sea
hath spoken
, even the strength
of the sea
, saying
, I travail
not, nor bring forth children
, neither do I nourish up
young men
, nor bring up
virgins
.
As at the report concerning Egypt
, so shall they be sorely pained
at the report
of Tyre
.
Pass ye over to Tarshish
; howl
, ye inhabitants
of the isle
.
Is this your joyous city , whose antiquity
is of ancient
days
? her own feet
shall carry
her afar off
to sojourn
.
Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre
, the crowning
city , whose merchants
are princes
, whose traffickers
are the honourable
of the earth
?
The LORD of hosts
hath purposed
it, to stain
the pride
of all glory
, and to bring into contempt
all the honourable
of the earth
.
Pass through thy land
as a river
, O daughter
of Tarshish
: there is no more strength
.
He stretched out his hand
over the sea
, he shook
the kingdoms
: the LORD
hath given a commandment
against the merchant
city , to destroy
the strong
holds
thereof.
And he said, Thou shalt no more
rejoice
, O thou oppressed
virgin
, daughter
of Zidon
: arise
, pass over
to Chittim
; there also shalt thou have no rest
.
Behold the land of the Chaldeans
; this people
was not, till the Assyrian
founded
it for them that dwell in the wilderness
: they set up
the towers
thereof, they raised up
the palaces
thereof; and he brought
it to ruin
.
Howl, ye ships
of Tarshish
: for your strength
is laid waste
.
And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre
shall be forgotten
seventy
years
, according to the days
of one
king
: after the end
of seventy
years
shall Tyre
sing
as an harlot
.
Take an harp
, go about
the city
, thou harlot
that hast been forgotten
; make sweet
melody
, sing many
songs
, that thou mayest be remembered
.
And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy
years
, that the LORD
will visit
Tyre
, and she shall turn
to her hire
, and shall commit fornication
with all the kingdoms
of the world
upon the face
of the earth
.
And her merchandise and her hire
shall be holiness
to the LORD
: it shall not be treasured
nor laid up
; for her merchandise
shall be for them that dwell
before
the LORD
, to eat
sufficiently
, and for durable
clothing
.