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1Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland, You merchants of Sidon; Your messengerscrossed the sea
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And were on manywaters. 2The grain of the 3Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue; And she was the 4market of nations.
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Be ashamed, O 5Sidon; For the seaspeaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying, "I have neithertravailednorgivenbirth, I have neitherbrought up youngmen nor rearedvirgins.
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When the report reaches Egypt, They will be in 6anguish at the report of Tyre.
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Passover to 7Tarshish; Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.
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Is this your 8jubilant city, Whose origin is from antiquity, Whose feet used to carry her to colonizedistant places?
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Who has plannedthisagainstTyre, 9the bestower of crowns, Whosemerchants were princes, whosetraders were the honored of the earth?
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10The LORD of hosts has planned it, to 11defile the pride of allbeauty, To despiseall the 12honored of the earth.
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Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish, There is nomorerestraint.
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He has 13stretched His hand out 14over the sea, He has 15made the kingdomstremble; The LORD has given a commandconcerningCanaan to 16demolish its strongholds.
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He has said, "17You shall exultnomore*, O crushedvirgindaughter of Sidon. Arise, passover to 18Cyprus; eventhere you will findnorest."