As they wail and mourn over you, they will take up a lament for you: ‘Who was ever like Tyre, silenced in the middle of the sea?
Then they will lament for you, saying, “How you have perished, O city of renown inhabited by seafaring men—she who was p
“Now you, son of man, take up a lament for Tyre.
and cry out at the sight of the smoke rising from the fire that consumes her. “What city was ever like this great city?”
They will destroy the walls of Tyre and demolish her towers. I will scrape the soil from her and make her a bare rock.
What can I say for you? To what can I compare you, O Daughter of Jerusalem? To what can I liken you, that I may console
Your oarsmen have brought you onto the high seas, but the east wind will shatter you in the heart of the sea.
Is this nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look around and see! Is there any sorrow like mine, which was inflicted on