The Book of Isaiah
Isaiah, Chapter 23
The oracle concerning Tyre. Wail, O ships of Tarshish, For [Tyre] is destroyed, without house [or] harbor; It is reported to them from the land of Cyprus.
Be silent, you inhabitants of the coastland, You merchants of Sidon; Your messengers crossed the sea
And [were] on many waters. The grain of the Nile, the harvest of the River was her revenue; And she was the market of nations.
Be ashamed, O Sidon; For the sea speaks, the stronghold of the sea, saying, "I have neither travailed nor given birth, I have neither brought up young men [nor] reared virgins."
When the report [reaches] Egypt, They will be in anguish at the report of Tyre.
Pass over to Tarshish; Wail, O inhabitants of the coastland.
Is this your jubilant [city,] Whose origin is from antiquity, Whose feet used to carry her to colonize distant places?
Who has planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, Whose merchants were princes, whose traders were the honored of the earth?
The Lord of hosts has planned it to defile the pride of all beauty, To despise all the honored of the earth.
Overflow your land like the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish, There is no more restraint.