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Jeremiah 40

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1 Also they will take your riches as spoil and plunder your merchandise, and tear down your walls and your pleasant houses, and throw your stones and your timber and the debris [from your city] out in the water.
2 So I will silence your songs, and the sound of your lyres will no longer be heard.
3 I will make you [Tyre] a[4] bare rock; you will be a dry place on which to spread nets. You will never be rebuilt, for I the LORD have spoken," says the Lord GOD.
4 Thus says the Lord GOD to Tyre, "Shall not the coastlands shake at the sound of your fall when the wounded groan, when the slaughter occurs in your midst?
5 Then all the princes of the sea will go down from their thrones and remove their robes and take off their embroidered garments. They will clothe themselves with trembling; they will sit on the ground, tremble again and again, and be appalled at you.
6 They will take up a dirge (funeral poem to be sung) for you and say to you, 'How you have perished and vanished, O renowned city, From the seas, O renowned city, Which was mighty on the sea, She and her inhabitants, Who imposed her terror On all who lived there!
7 'Now the coastlands will tremble On the day of your fall; Yes, the coastlands which are by the sea Will be terrified at your departure.'"
8 For thus says the Lord GOD, "When I make you a desolate city, like the cities which are not inhabited, when I bring up the deep over you and great waters cover you,
9 then I will bring you down with those who descend into the pit (the place of the dead), to the people of old, and I will make you [Tyre] live in the depths of the earth, like the ancient ruins, with those who go down to the pit, so that you will not be inhabited; but I will set glory and splendor in the land of the living.
10 I will bring terrors on you and you will be no more. Though you will be sought, yet you will never be found again," says the Lord GOD.
11 The word of the LORD came to me again, saying,
12 Now you, son of man, take up a dirge (funeral poem to be sung) for Tyre, and say to Tyre, who lives at the entrance to the sea, merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, 'Thus says the Lord GOD, O Tyre, you have said, 'I am perfect in beauty.'
13 "Your borders are in the heart of the seas; Your builders have perfected your beauty.
14 "They have made all your planks of fir trees from[1] Senir; They have taken a cedar from Lebanon to make a mast for you.
15 "Of the oaks of Bashan they have made your oars; They have made your deck of boxwood from the coastlands of Cyprus, inlaid with ivory.
16 "Your sail was of fine embroidered linen from Egypt So that it became your distinguishing mark (insignia); Your [ship's] awning [which covered you] was blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah [of Asia Minor].