Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish: because your strong place is made waste.
And on all the ships of Tarshish, and on all the fair boats.
The word about Tyre. Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish, because your strong place is made waste; on the way back from the land of Kittim the news is given to them.
Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.