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The Fall of Tyre

¹ The mournful, inspired oracle (^(F1)a burden to be carried) concerning ^(F2)(C1)Tyre:

Wail, O ^(C2)ships of ^(C3)Tarshish,
For Tyre is destroyed, without house, without ^(C4)harbor;
It is reported to them from the land of ^(C5)Cyprus (Kittim).

^2 (C1)Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland,
You ^(F1)merchants of Sidon;
^(F2)Your messengers crossed the sea

³ And they were on great waters.
^(C1)The grain of the ^(F1)Shihor, the harvest of the ^(C2)Nile River, was Tyre's revenue;
And she was the ^(C3)market of nations.

⁴ Be ashamed, O ^(C1)Sidon mother-city of Tyre, now like a widow bereaved of her children;
For the sea speaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying,
"I have neither labored nor given birth to children;
I have neither brought up young men nor reared virgins."

⁵ When the report reaches Egypt,
They will be in ^(C1)agony at the report about Tyre.

⁶ Cross over to ^(C1)Tarshish to seek safety as exiles;
Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland of Tyre.

⁷ Is this your ^(C1)jubilant city,
Whose origin dates back to antiquity,
Whose feet used to carry her far away to colonize distant places?

⁸ Who has planned this against Tyre, ^(C1)the bestower of crowns,
Whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth?

^9 (C1)The LORD of hosts has planned it, to ^(C2)defile the pride of all beauty,
To bring into contempt and humiliation all the ^(C3)honored of the earth.

¹⁰ Overflow your land like the overflow of the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish;
There is no more restraint on you to make you pay tribute to Tyre.

¹¹ He has ^(C1)stretched out His hand ^(C2)over the sea,
He has ^(C3)shaken the kingdoms;
The LORD has given a command concerning Canaan to ^(C4)destroy her strongholds and her fortresses like Tyre and Sidon.

¹² He has said, "^(C1)You shall never again exult in triumph, O crushed Virgin Daughter of Sidon.
Arise, cross over to ^(C2)Cyprus; even there you will find no rest."

¹³ Now look at the land of the Chaldeans (Babylonia)—this is the people which was not; the ^(C1)Assyrians allocated Tyre for ^(C2)desert creatures—they set up their ^(F1)siege towers, they stripped its palaces, ^(C3)they made it a ruin.

¹⁴ Wail, O ^(C1)ships of Tarshish,
For your stronghold of Tyre is destroyed.

¹⁶ Take a harp, walk around the city,
O forgotten prostitute;
Play the strings skillfully, sing many songs,
That you may be remembered.