³¹ Wail, O gate; cry, O city;
    melt in fear, O Philistia, all of you!
For smoke comes out of the north,
    and there is no straggler in its ranks.^(A)

⁵ When the report comes to Egypt,
    they will be in anguish over the report about Tyre.

⁶ Cross over to Tarshish—
    wail, O inhabitants of the coast!

¹¹ He has stretched out his hand over the sea;
    he has shaken the kingdoms;
the Lord has given command concerning Canaan,
    to destroy its fortresses.^(A)

² Hamath also, which borders on it,
    Tyre and Sidon, though they are very wise.^(A)
3 Tyre has built itself a rampart
    and heaped up silver like dust
    and gold like the dirt of the streets.^(B)
4 But now, the Lord will strip it of its possessions
    and hurl its wealth into the sea,
    and it shall be devoured by fire.^(C)