Isaias

7 Is this your jubilant one? from the ancient days is her antiquity; her feet bore her far away to sojourn.

8 Who hath ’this against Tyre, the crowning city? whose merchants were princes, whose traffickers were the honourable of the earth.

9 The Lord of Hosts hath purposed it, to profane the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honourable of the earth.

10 Pass through thy land as the river, daughter of Tarshish 3 there is no girdle any more.

11 He hath stretched out his hand Over the sea, he hath disquieted kingdoms 3 the Lord hath given commandment concerning Canaan, to destroy the strongholds thereof.

12 And he said, Thou shalt no more be jubilant, thou outraged virgin-daughter of Zidon 3 arise, pass over to Chittim; there also thou shalt have no rest.