ECB(i)
14 And the evening hour of the panting of your soul is gone from you; and all the greasy and radiant are gone from you; and you no way find them never more.
15 Her merchants of these, whom she enriched, stand from afar for the awe of her torture - weeping and mourning
16 and wording, Woe! Woe! - that megalopolis arrayed in white linen and purple and scarlet and gilded in gold and precious stones and pearls!
17 Because in one hour so vast riches are desolated.
PILOTS, PASSENGERS, AND SAILERS CRY OVER THE FALL OF BABEL
And every pilot and all the homogeneous crowd in sailers and ship crew and as many as work by sea stand from afar;
PILOTS, PASSENGERS, AND SAILERS CRY OVER THE FALL OF BABEL
And every pilot and all the homogeneous crowd in sailers and ship crew and as many as work by sea stand from afar;