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

¹² And he said, There is no more joy for you, O crushed virgin daughter of Zidon: up! go over to Kittim; even there you will have no rest.

⁷ For this cause everyone in Moab will give cries of grief for Moab: crushed to the earth, they will be weeping for the men of Kir-hareseth.

¹⁵ For they are in flight from the sharp sword, and the bent bow, and from the trouble of war.

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.

² Send out a cry of grief, you men of the sea-land, traders of Zidon, who go over the sea, whose representatives are on great waters;

¹⁰ Let your land be worked with the plough, O daughter of Tarshish; there is no longer any harbour.