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26.12 :And destroy the houses of thy delight;
 * And thy stones and thy timber and thy dust
 * Shall they lay in the midst of the waters.
 * And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease,
 * And the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.
 * And I will make thee a bare rock;
 * Thou shalt be a place for the spreading of nets,
 * Thou shalt be built no more;
 * For I the have spoken,
 * Saith the Lord.

Thus saith the Lord to Tyre: Shall not the isles shake at the sound of thy fall, when the wounded groan, when the slaughter is made in the midst of thee? Then all the princes of the sea shall come down from their thrones, and lay away their robes, and strip off their richly woven garments; they shall clothe themselves with trembling; they shall sit upon the ground, and shall tremble every moment, and be appalled at thee. And they shall take up a lamentation for thee, and say to thee:


 * How art thou destroyed, that wast peopled from the seas,
 * The renowned city,
 * That wast strong in the sea,
 * Thou and thy inhabitants,
 * That caused your terror to be
 * On all that inhabit the earth!
 * Now shall the isles tremble
 * In the day of thy fall;
 * Yea, the isles that are in the sea
 * Shall be affrighted at thy going out.

For thus saith the Lord : When I shall make thee a desolate city, like the cities that are not inhabited; when I shall bring up the deep upon thee, and the great waters shall cover thee; then will I bring thee down with them that descend into the pit, to the people of old time, and will make thee to dwell in the nether parts of the earth, like the places that are desolate of old, with them that go down to the pit, that thou be not inhabited; and I will set glory in the land of the living; I will make thee a terror, and thou shalt be no more; though thou be sought for, yet shalt thou never be found again, saith the Lord .'

Moreover the word of the came unto me, saying: 'And thou, son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre, and say unto Tyre, that dwelleth at the entry of the sea, that is the merchant of the peoples unto many isles: Thus saith the Lord :


 * Thou, O Tyre, hast said:
 * I am of perfect beauty.
 * Thy borders are in the heart of the seas,
 * Thy builders have perfected thy beauty.
 * Of cypress-trees from Senir have they fashioned
 * All thy planks;
 * They have taken cedars from Lebanon
 * To make masts for thee.
 * Of the oaks of Bashan
 * Have they made thine oars;
 * Thy deck have they made of ivory inlaid in larch,
 * From the isles of the Kittites.
 * Of fine linen with richly woven work from Egypt
 * Was thy sail,
 * That it might be to thee for an ensign;
 * Blue and purple from the isles of Elishah
 * Was thine awning.
 * The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad