Howl, ye ships of Tarshish: for your strong hold is laid waste.
and upon all the ships of Tarshish; and upon all pleasant imagery.
The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.
Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the isle.