28 The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
29 And all that handle the oar, the mariners, [and] all the pilots of the sea, shall come down from their ships, they shall stand upon the land;
30 And shall cause their voice to be heard against thee, and shall cry bitterly, and shall cast up dust upon their heads, they shall wallow themselves in the ashes:
31 And they shall make themselves utterly bald for thee, and gird themselves with sackcloth, and they shall weep for thee with bitterness of heart [and] bitter wailing.
32 And in their wailing they shall take up a lamentation for thee, and lament over thee, [saying], What [city is] like Tyre, like the destroyed in the midst of the sea?
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