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Wail, ships of Tarshish,^(C3)
for your haven has been destroyed.
Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.^(F1)(C4)
2 Mourn, inhabitants of the coastland,
you merchants of Sidon;^(C1)
your agents have crossed the sea^(F1)3 over deep water.
Tyre’s revenue was the grain from Shihor—
the harvest of the Nile.
She was the merchant among the nations.^(C1)4 Be ashamed, Sidon, the stronghold of the sea,
for the sea has spoken:
“I have not been in labor or given birth.
I have not raised young men
or brought up young women.”⁵ When the news reaches Egypt,
they will be in anguish over the news about Tyre.^(C1)6 Cross over to Tarshish;
wail, inhabitants of the coastland!⁷ Is this your jubilant city,
whose origin was in ancient times,
whose feet have taken her
to reside far away?⁸ Who planned this against Tyre,
the bestower of crowns,
whose traders are princes,
whose merchants are the honored ones of the earth?⁹ The Lord of Armies planned it,
to desecrate all its glorious beauty,
to disgrace all the honored ones of the earth.¹⁰ Overflow^(F1) your land like the Nile, daughter of Tarshish;
there is no longer anything to restrain you.^(F2)11 He stretched out his hand over the sea;^(C1)
he made kingdoms tremble.
The Lord has commanded
that the Canaanite fortresses be destroyed.¹² He said,
“You will not celebrate anymore,
ravished young woman, daughter of Sidon.
Get up and cross over to Cyprus^(C1)—
even there you will have no rest!”¹³ Look at the land of the Chaldeans—
a people who no longer exist.
Assyria destined it for desert creatures.
They set up their siege towers
and stripped its palaces.
They made it a ruin.¹⁴ Wail, ships of Tarshish,
because your fortress is destroyed!

¹⁶ Pick up your lyre,
stroll through the city,
you forgotten prostitute.
Play skillfully,
sing many a song
so that you will be remembered.