¹⁴ Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish: because your strong place is made waste.

¹ The word about Tyre. Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish, because your strong place is made waste; on the way back from the land of Kittim the news is given to them.

¹⁶ And on all the ships of Tarshish, and on all the fair boats.

⁶ Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.

²⁵ Tarshish ships did business for you in your goods: and you were made full, and great was your glory in the heart of the seas.

²⁶ Your boatmen have taken you into great waters: you have been broken by the east wind in the heart of the seas.

²⁷ Your wealth and your goods, the things in which you do trade, your seamen and those guiding your ships, those who make your boards watertight, and those who do business with your goods, and all your men of war who are in you, with all who have come together in you, will go down into the heart of the seas in the day of your downfall.

²⁸ At the sound of the cry of your ships' guides, the boards of the ship will be shaking.

²⁹ And all the boatmen, the seamen and those who are expert at guiding a ship through the sea, will come down from their ships and take their places on the land;

³⁰ And their voices will be sounding over you, and crying bitterly they will put dust on their heads, rolling themselves in the dust:

¹¹ And the traders of the earth are weeping and crying over her, because no man has any more desire for their goods,

¹² Gold, and silver, and stones of great price, and jewels, and delicate linen, and robes of purple and silk and red; and perfumed wood, and every vessel of ivory, and every vessel made of fair wood, and of brass, and iron, and stone;

¹³ And sweet-smelling plants, and perfumes, and wine, and oil, and well crushed grain, and cattle and sheep; and horses and carriages and servants; and souls of men.

¹⁴ And the fruit of your soul's desire has gone from you, and all things delicate and shining have come to an end and will never again be seen.

¹⁵ The traders in these things, by which their wealth was increased, will be watching far off for fear of her punishment, weeping and crying;

¹⁶ Saying, Sorrow, sorrow for the great town, she who was clothed in delicate linen, and purple, and red; with ornaments of gold and stones of great price and jewels!

¹⁷ For in one hour such great wealth has come to nothing. And every shipmaster, and all who are sailing on the sea, and sailors and all who get their living by the sea, were watching from far away,

¹⁸ And crying out when they saw the smoke of her burning, saying, What town is like the great town?

¹⁹ And they put dust on their heads, and were sad, weeping and crying, and saying, Sorrow, sorrow for the great town, in which was increased the wealth of all who had their ships on the sea because of her great stores! for in one hour she is made waste.