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A lament for Tyre

15 The Lord God proclaims to Tyre: Won’t the coastlands quake at the news of your downfall, when the wounded groan, and when the slaughter in your midst goes on and on? 16 All the princes of the sea will come down from their thrones, remove their royal robes, and strip off their fine garments. They will be clothed only in terror as they sit on the ground. They will be so terrified, they won’t stop shuddering because of you. 17 They will sing a lament for you, and they will say:

How you have perished, queen of the sea,
    city once praised,
    who once dominated the sea,
she and her rulers,
who spread their terror abroad,
    every one of them.

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15 “This is what the Sovereign Lord says to Tyre: Will not the coastlands(A) tremble(B) at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan(C) and the slaughter takes place in you? 16 Then all the princes of the coast will step down from their thrones and lay aside their robes and take off their embroidered(D) garments. Clothed(E) with terror, they will sit on the ground,(F) trembling(G) every moment, appalled(H) at you. 17 Then they will take up a lament(I) concerning you and say to you:

“‘How you are destroyed, city of renown,
    peopled by men of the sea!
You were a power on the seas,
    you and your citizens;
you put your terror
    on all who lived there.(J)

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