11 The sons of Arvad, and thy force, 'Are' on thy walls round about, And short swordsmen in thy towers have been, Their shields they have hung up on thy walls round about, They -- they have perfected thy beauty.
12 Tarshish 'is' thy merchant, Because of the abundance of all wealth, For silver, iron, tin, and lead, They have given out thy remnants.
13 Javan, Tubal, and Meshech -- they 'are' thy merchants, For persons of men, and vessels of brass, They have given out thy merchandise.
14 They of the house of Togarmah, 'For' horses, and riding steeds, and mules, They have given out thy remnants.
15 Sons of Dedan 'are' thy merchants, Many isles 'are' the mart of thy hand, Horns of ivory and ebony they sent back thy reward.
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