“ ‘The ships of Tarshish serve as carriers for your wares. You are filled with heavy cargo as you sail the sea.
Your oarsmen take you out to the high seas. But the east wind will break you to pieces far out at sea.
Your wealth, merchandise and wares, your mariners, sailors and shipwrights, your merchants and all your soldiers, and everyone else on board will sink into the heart of the sea on the day of your shipwreck.
The shorelands will quake when your sailors cry out.
All who handle the oars will abandon their ships; the mariners and all the sailors will stand on the shore.
They will raise their voice and cry bitterly over you; they will sprinkle dust on their heads and roll in ashes.
They will shave their heads because of you and will put on sackcloth. They will weep over you with anguish of soul and with bitter mourning.
As they wail and mourn over you, they will take up a lament concerning you: “Who was ever silenced like Tyre, surrounded by the sea?”
When your merchandise went out on the seas, you satisfied many nations; with your great wealth and your wares you enriched the kings of the earth.
Now you are shattered by the sea in the depths of the waters; your wares and all your company have gone down with you.
All who live in the coastlands are appalled at you; their kings shudder with horror and their faces are distorted with fear.