In the eleventh year, on the first day of the month, the LORD's word came to me:
Human one, because Tyre laughed at Jerusalem: "The gate of the peoples is broken, she lies open before me, she is destroyed, but I will succeed!"
The LORD God now proclaims: Tyre, I'm now against you! Just as the sea hurls up its waves, I will bring many nations up against you.
When they destroy the walls of Tyre and throw down its towers, I will scrape off all its dirt and make it into a bare rock,
a place for drying nets in the middle of the sea. I have spoken! This is what the LORD God says. It will become prey for the nations,
and its towns around it will be put to the sword. Then they will know that I am the LORD.
The LORD God proclaims: I'm bringing Nebuchadrezzar against Tyre, the king of Babylon from the north, the greatest of all kings, with horses, chariots, and charioteers, an assembly, a great army. Then he will build towers against you, erect siege ramps against you, and set up shields.
The towns around you he will destroy with the sword.
He will pound his battering ram against your walls; with crowbars he will tear down your towers.
The dust from all his horses will cover you when he enters your gates as one who enters a breached city. Your walls will quake at the thundering of the charioteers and chariot wheels.
His horses' hooves will trample all your courtyards; he will cut down your people with the sword, and the monuments to your strength he will bring down to the ground.
They will destroy your wealth, plunder your goods, tear down your walls, and raze your fine houses. Your stone, lumber, and rubble they will dump into the sea.
I will bring an end to your cacophonous songs; the sound of your lyres will never be heard again.
I will make you into a bare rock, a place for drying nets, and you will never be rebuilt. I, the LORD, have spoken. This is what the LORD God says.