27 your wealth, and your markets, your merchandise, your mariners, and your sailers, your breach holders, and the pledgers of your merchandise, and all your men of war - in you and in all your congregation among you fall into the heart of the seas in the day of your ruin.
28 The suburbs quake at the voice of the cry of your sailers:
29 and all who manipulate the oar - the mariners and all the sailers of the sea descend from their ships; they stand on the land:
30 and hearken their voice against you and cry bitterly and ascend dust on their heads: they wallow themselves in the ashes:
31 and in balding, they balden themselves for you, and gird themselves with saq; and they weep for you with bitterness of soul and bitter chopping:
32 and in their lamentation they lift a lamentation for you and lament over you, What is as Sor - as the severed midst the sea?
33 In your markets going from the seas, you satisfied many people; you enriched the sovereigns of the earth with the abundance of your wealth and of your merchandise.
34 In the time you are broken by the seas in the depths of the waters your merchandise and all your congregation fall in your midst.
35 All the settlers of the islands astonish at you and their sovereigns shudder with horror - irritated in their face:
36 the merchants among the people hiss at you; you become terrors, and are not eternal.