Coverdale(i)
1 An heuy burthen vpon Tirus. Mourne ye shippes of Tharsis, for she is throwne downe to the grounde, and conquered of them, that are come from Cithim.
2 The Indwellers of the Ilondes, the marchauntes of Sidon, and they that occupied the see (of whom thou wast ful somtyme) are at a poynte.
3 For by see were there frutes brought vnto the, and all maner of corne by water. Thou wast the comon marcket of al people.
4 Sido is sory for it, yee and all ye power of the see coplaneth, and saieth: O yt I had neuer traueled with childe, that I had neuer borne eny, yt I had nether norished boye, ner brought vp doughter.
5 As soone as Egipte perceaueth it, she wilbe as sory as Tirus it self.
6 Go ouer the see, Mourne ye yt dwel in the Iles.
7 Is not that the glorious cite, which hath bene of longe antiquite? whose natyues dwellinge farre of, commende her so greatly?
8 Who hath deuysed soch thinges vpon Tirus the crowne of al cities, whose marchautes and captaynes were the highest and principal of the worlde?