The shorelands will quake when your sailors cry out.

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 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.

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

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 many that they will cover you with dust. Your walls will tremble at the noise of the warhorses, wagons and chariots when he enters your gates as men enter a city whose walls have been broken through.

The shields of the soldiers are red; the warriors are clad in scarlet. The metal on the chariots flashes on the day they are made ready; the spears of juniper are brandished.

“ This is what the Sovereign Lord says to Tyre: Will not the coastlands tremble at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan and the slaughter takes place in you?Then all the princes of the coast will step down from their thrones and lay aside their robes and take off their embroidered garments. Clothed with terror, they will sit on the ground, trembling every moment, appalled at you.Then they will take up a lament concerning you and say to you:“‘ How you are destroyed, city of renown, peopled by men of the sea! You were a power on the seas, you and your citizens; you put your terror on all who lived there.Now the coastlands tremble on the day of your fall; the islands in the sea are terrified at your collapse.’

All who live in the coastlands are appalled at you; their kings shudder with horror and their faces are distorted with fear.

I made the nations tremble at the sound of its fall when I brought it down to the realm of the dead to be with those who go down to the pit. Then all the trees of Eden, the choicest and best of Lebanon, the well- watered trees, were consoled in the earth below.

The nations will hear and tremble; anguish will grip the people of Philistia.