Ezekiel 27:28-32

At the voice of the cry of your pilots the outskirts shake.

And all handling an oar come down from their ships, mariners and all the pilots of the sea stand on the land,

And have sounded with their voice for you, and cry bitterly, and cause dust to go up on their heads, they roll themselves in ashes;

And they have made themselves bald for you, and they have girded on sackcloth, and they have wept for you, in bitterness of soul—a bitter mourning.

And their sons have lifted up a lamentation for you, and they have lamented over you, Who is as Tyre? As the cut-off one in the midst of the sea?