2Send 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;
3Who get in the seed of Shihor, whose wealth is the trade of the nations.
4Be shamed, O Zidon: for the sea, the strong place of the sea has said, I have not been with child, or given birth; I have not taken care of young men, or kept watch over the growth of virgins.
5When the news comes to Egypt they will be bitterly pained at the fate of Tyre.
6Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.
7Is this the town which was full of joy, whose start goes back to times long past, whose wanderings took her into far-off countries?
8By whom was this purposed against Tyre, the crowning town, whose traders are chiefs, whose business men are honoured in the land?
