So says the Lord Jehovah to Tyre: Shall not the isles shake at the sound of your fall, when the pierced ones groan, in the slaying of the slaughter in your midst?
And they shall go into the caves of the rocks, and into the holes of the earth, for dread of Jehovah, and from the glory of His majesty; when He rises up to make the earth tremble.
From the multitude of his horses their dust shall cover you. From the sound of the horsemen, and the wheel, and the chariot, your walls shall shake when he goes into your gates, as they enter a city that is breached.
I made the nations shake at the sound of his fall when I made him go down to Sheol with those going down into the Pit. And all the trees of Eden shall be cheered in the earth’s lowest parts, the choice and best of Lebanon, all that drink waters.
And I will make many people appalled at you, and their kings will be horribly afraid at you, when I make My sword fly before their faces. And they shall tremble at every moment, each man for his own life, in the day of your fall.