¹This is the burden against Tyre: ²Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, ³On the great waters ⁴Be ashamed, O Sidon, the stronghold of the sea, ⁵When the report reaches Egypt, ⁶Cross over to Tarshish; ⁷Is this your jubilant city, ⁸Who planned this against Tyre, ⁹The LORD of Hosts planned it, ¹⁰Cultivate your land like the Nile, O Daughter of Tarshish; ¹¹The LORD has stretched out His hand over the sea; ¹²He said, “You shall rejoice no more, ¹³Look at the land of the Chaldeans — ¹⁴Wail, O ships of Tarshish, ¹⁵At that time Tyre will be forgotten for seventy years— the span of a king’s life. But at the end of seventy years, it will happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot: ¹⁶“Take up your harp, ¹⁷And at the end of seventy years, the LORD will restore Tyre. Then she will return to hire as a prostitute and sell herself to all the kingdoms on the face of the earth. ¹⁸Yet her profits and wages will be set apart to the LORD; they will not be stored or saved, for her profit will go to those who live before the LORD, for abundant food and fine clothing.