2 Be silent,x you people of the island

and you merchantsy of Sidon,z

whom the seafarers have enriched.

3 On the great waters

came the grain of the Shihor;a

the harvest of the Nilea b was the revenue of Tyre,c

and she became the marketplace of the nations.

4 Be ashamed, Sidon,d and you fortress of the sea,

for the sea has spoken:

“I have neither been in labor nor given birth;e

I have neither reared sons nor brought up daughters.”

5 When word comes to Egypt,

they will be in anguishf at the report from Tyre.g

6 Cross over to Tarshish;h

wail, you people of the island.

7 Is this your city of revelry,i

the old, old city,

whose feet have taken her

to settle in far-off lands?

8 Who planned this against Tyre,

the bestower of crowns,

whose merchantsj are princes,

whose tradersk are renowned in the earth?

9 The Lord Almighty plannedl it,

to bring downm her pride in all her splendor

and to humblen all who are renownedo on the earth.

10 Tillb your land as they do along the Nile,

Daughter Tarshish,

for you no longer have a harbor.

11 The Lord has stretched out his handp over the sea

and made its kingdoms tremble.q

He has given an order concerning Phoenicia

that her fortresses be destroyed.r

12 He said, “No more of your reveling,s

Virgin Daughtert Sidon, now crushed!

“Up, cross over to Cyprus;u

even there you will find no rest.”