Ezekiel 27:25–36

²⁵The ships of Tarshish were your ocean caravans. Your island warehouse was filled to the brim!

The Destruction of Tyre

²⁶“But look! Your oarsmen

have taken you into stormy seas!

A mighty eastern gale

has wrecked you in the heart of the sea!

²⁷Everything 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.

²⁸Your cities by the sea tremble

as your pilots cry out in terror.

²⁹All the oarsmen abandon their ships;

the sailors and pilots stand on the shore.

³⁰They cry aloud over you

and weep bitterly.

They throw dust on their heads

and roll in ashes.

³¹They shave their heads in grief for you

and dress themselves in burlap.

They weep for you with bitter anguish

and deep mourning.

³²As they wail and mourn over you,

they sing this sad funeral song:

‘Was there ever such a city as Tyre,

now silent at the bottom of the sea?

³³The merchandise you traded

satisfied the desires of many nations.

Kings at the ends of the earth

were enriched by your trade.

³⁴Now you are a wrecked ship,

broken at the bottom of the sea.

All your merchandise and crew

have gone down with you.

³⁵All who live along the coastlands

are appalled at your terrible fate.

Their kings are filled with horror

and look on with twisted faces.

³⁶The merchants among the nations

shake their heads at the sight of you,

for you have come to a horrible end

and will exist no more.’ ”