Ezekiel 27:28-34

28The pasture lands and the countryside will shake At the [piercing] sound of the [hopeless, wailing] cry of your pilots.

29All who handle the oar, The mariners and all the pilots of the sea Will come down from their ships; They will stand on the shore,

30And they will make their voice heard [as they wail loudly] over you And they will cry bitterly. They will throw dust on their heads; They will wallow in ashes.

31And they will make themselves [completely] bald for you And wrap themselves in sackcloth; And in bitterness of soul they will weep for you With bitter mourning and wailing.

32In their wailing they will take up a dirge (funeral poem to be sung) for you And sing a dirge for you: ‘Who is like Tyre, Like her who is silent [destroyed] in the midst of the sea?

33When your wares went out to the sea, You met the desire, and the demand, and the necessities of many people; You enriched the kings of the earth With your abundant wealth and merchandise.

34Now you are shattered by the seas In the depths of the waters; Your merchandise and all your crew Have gone down with you.