Ezekiel 27:25–30

The ships of Tarshish traveled for you with your merchandise. So you were filled and heavily laden in the heart of the seas.

“Your rowers have brought you out

into the high seas.

The east wind has wrecked you

in the heart of the seas.

Your riches, your wares, your merchandise,

your mariners and your pilots,

your caulkers, your dealers in merchandise,

and all your men of war who are in you,

with all your crew

that is in your midst,

sink into the heart of the seas

on the day of your fall.

At the sound of the cry of your pilots

the countryside shakes,

and down from their ships

come all who handle the oar.

The mariners and all the pilots of the sea

stand on the land

and shout aloud over you

and cry out bitterly.

They cast dust on their heads

and wallow in ashes;

“ ‘The ships of Tarshish serve

as carriers for your wares.

You are filled with heavy cargo

as you sail the sea.

Your oarsmen take you

out to the high seas.

But the east wind will break you to pieces

far out at sea.

Your wealth, merchandise and wares,

your mariners, sailors and shipwrights,

your merchants and all your soldiers,

and everyone else on board

will sink into the heart of the sea

on the day of your shipwreck.

The shorelands will quake

when your sailors cry out.

All who handle the oars

will abandon their ships;

the mariners and all the sailors

will stand on the shore.

They will raise their voice

and cry bitterly over you;

they will sprinkle dust on their heads

and roll in ashes.

Ships of Tarshish were the carriers for your goods.

“ ‘So you became full and heavily loaded

in the heart of the sea.

Your rowers have brought you

onto the high seas,

but the east wind has wrecked you

in the heart of the sea.

Your wealth, merchandise, and goods,

your sailors and captains,

those who repair your leaks,

those who barter for your goods,

and all the warriors on board,

with all the other people within you,

sink into the heart of the sea

on the day of your downfall.

“ ‘The countryside shakes

at the sound of your sailors’ cries.

All the oarsmen

disembark from their ships.

The sailors and all the captains of the sea

stand on the shore.

Because of you, they raise their voices

and cry out bitterly.

They throw dust on their heads;

they roll in ashes.

The ships of Tarshish were your ocean caravans. Your island warehouse was filled to the brim!

“But look! Your oarsmen

have taken you into stormy seas!

A mighty eastern gale

has wrecked you in the heart of the sea!

Everything is lost—

your riches and wares,

your sailors and pilots,

your ship builders, merchants, and warriors.

On the day of your ruin,

everyone on board sinks into the depths of the sea.

Your cities by the sea tremble

as your pilots cry out in terror.

All the oarsmen abandon their ships;

the sailors and pilots stand on the shore.

They cry aloud over you

and weep bitterly.

They throw dust on their heads

and roll in ashes.

The ships of Tarshish were carrying for you your wares, and you were filled, and you became very heavy in the heart of the seas.

“ ‘Into many waters

the rowers brought you;

but the east wind wrecked you

in the heart of the seas.

Your wealth and your merchandise, your wares,

your mariners, and your seamen,

your shipwrights and the barterers of your wares

and all of your soldiers who are in you,

along with all of your crew who are in the midst of you,

they will fall in the heart of the seas on the day of your downfall.

At the sound of the shout of your seamen,

the pasturelands will shake.

And they will go down from their ships,

all of those holding an oar,

mariners, all of the seamen of the sea

will stand on the land,

and they will lament over you with their voice,

and they will cry out bitterly,

and they will throw dust on their heads,

and they will roll in the dust.

The ships of Tarshish did sing of thee in thy market: and thou wast replenished, and made very glorious in the midst of the seas. Thy rowers have brought thee into great waters: the east wind hath broken thee in the midst of the seas. Thy riches, and thy fairs, thy merchandise, thy mariners, and thy pilots, thy calkers, and the occupiers of thy merchandise, and all thy men of war, that are in thee, and in all thy company which is in the midst of thee, shall fall into the midst of the seas in the day of thy ruin. The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots. And all that handle the oar, the mariners, and all the pilots of the sea, shall come down from their ships, they shall stand upon the land; And shall cause their voice to be heard against thee, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust upon their heads, they shall wallow themselves in the ashes: