“‘ The countryside shakes at the sound of your sailors’ cries.

你掌舵的呼号之声一发，郊野都必震动。

因掌舵者的呼声，郊野就必震动。

因掌舵者的呼声，郊野就必震动。

你舵手的哀号声必震动海岸，

因你舵手的呼叫声，郊野都必震动。

你掌舵的呼號之聲一發，郊野都必震動。

因掌舵者的呼聲，郊野就必震動。

因掌舵者的呼聲，郊野就必震動。

你舵手的哀號聲必震動海岸，

因你舵手的呼叫聲，郊野都必震動。

一聽到你的掌舵者的哀呼聲，郊野都必震動。

鄉導呼號、波濤澎湃、

辨水道之人、大聲號呼、震動邑郊。

因爾舵師呼號、郊野震動、

The shorelands will quake when your sailors cry out.

The lands along the coast will shake when your sailors cry out.

At the sound of the cry of your pilots the countryside shakes,

Your cities by the sea tremble as your pilots cry out in terror.

At the sound of the cry of your sailors, The pasture lands will shake.

The common-land will shake at the sound of the cry of your pilots.

At the sound of the cry of thy pilots the suburbs shall shake.

The countryside shakes at the sound of your sailors’ cries.

The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.

At the sound of your captains’ cry the waves will surge;

At the sound of the cry of your pilots, the pasture lands will shake.

His horses will be so numerous that their dust will cover you. When he enters your gates as an army entering a breached city, your walls will shake from the noise of cavalry, wagons, and chariots.

The shields of his warriors are dyed red; the valiant men are dressed in scarlet. The fittings of the chariot flash like fire on the day of its battle preparations, and the spears are brandished.

This is what the Lord GOD says to Tyre:“ Won’t the coasts and islands quake at the sound of your downfall, when the wounded groan and slaughter occurs within you?All the princes of the sea will descend from their thrones, remove their robes, and strip off their embroidered garments. They will clothe themselves with trembling; they will sit on the ground, tremble continually, and be appalled at you.Then they will lament for you and say of you,‘ How you have perished, city of renown, you who were populated from the seas! She who was powerful on the sea, she and all of her inhabitants inflicted their terror.Now the coastlands tremble on the day of your downfall; the islands in the sea are alarmed by your demise.’”

All the inhabitants of the coasts and islands are appalled at you. Their kings shudder with fear; their faces are contorted.

I made the nations quake at the sound of its downfall, when I threw it down to Sheol to be with those who descend to the Pit. Then all the trees of Eden, the choice and best of Lebanon, all the well-watered trees, were comforted in the underworld.

When the peoples hear, they will shudder; anguish will seize the inhabitants of Philistia.