5
As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they be sorely pained at the report of Tyre.
6
Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the isle.
7
Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days? her own feet shall carry her afar off to sojourn.
10
Pass through thy land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.
11
He stretched out his hand over the sea, he shook the kingdoms: the LORD hath given a commandment against the merchant city, to destroy the strong holds thereof.
12
And he said, Thou shalt no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to Chittim; there also shalt thou have no rest.