| 1 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 Kittim it
is revealed to them. 2 Be still, ye inhabitants of the coast, thou whom
the merchants of Sidon, that pass over the sea, have replenished. 3 And on
great waters the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her
revenue; and she was the mart of nations. 4 Be thou ashamed, O Sidon; for
the sea hath spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I have not travailed,
nor brought forth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up
virgins. 5 When the report cometh to Egypt, they shall be sorely pained at
the report of Tyre. 6 Pass ye over to Tarshish; wail, ye inhabitants of
the coast. 7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of
ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn? 8 Who hath
purposed this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are
princes, whose traffickers are the honorable of the earth? 9 Jehovah of
hosts hath purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into
contempt all the honorable of the earth. 10 Pass through thy land as the
Nile, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no restraint any more. 11 He hath
stretched out his hand over the sea, he hath shaken the kingdoms: Jehovah
hath given commandment concerning Canaan, to destroy the strongholds thereof.
12 And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin
daughter of Sidon: arise, pass over to Kittim; even there shalt thou have no
rest. 13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans: this people was not; the
Assyrian founded it for them that dwell in the wilderness; they set up their
towers; they overthrew the palaces thereof; they made it a ruin. 14 Howl,
ye ships of Tarshish; for your stronghold is laid waste. 15 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 it shall be
unto Tyre as in the song of the harlot. 16 Take a harp, go about the city,
thou harlot that hast been forgotten; make sweet melody, sing many songs,
that thou mayest be remembered. 17 And it shall come to pass after the end
of seventy years, that Jehovah will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her
hire, and shall play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world upon the
face of the earth. 18 And her merchandise and her hire shall be holiness
to Jehovah: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; for her merchandise shall
be for them that dwell before Jehovah, to eat sufficiently, and for durable
clothing.
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