Ezekiel 27:31-35

They shave their heads in grief for you and dress themselves in burlap. They weep for you with bitter anguish and deep mourning.

As they wail and mourn over you, they sing this sad funeral song: ‘Was there ever such a city as Tyre, now silent at the bottom of the sea?

The merchandise you traded satisfied the desires of many nations. Kings at the ends of the earth were enriched by your trade.

Now you are a wrecked ship, broken at the bottom of the sea. All your merchandise and crew have gone down with you.

All who live along the coastlands are appalled at your terrible fate. Their kings are filled with horror and look on with twisted faces.