And upon all the ships of Tarshish, and upon all beautiful vessels.

The burden concerning Tyre. Wail, you ships of Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of Kittim it is revealed to them.

Pass over to Tarshish; wail, you inhabitants of the coast.

Pass through your land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.

Wail, you ships of Tarshish: for your strength is laid waste.

Surely the coastlands shall wait for me, and the ships of Tarshish first, to bring your sons from afar, their silver and their gold with them, unto the name of the LORD your God, and to the Holy One of Israel, because he has glorified you.

And I will set a sign among them, and I will send those of them that escape unto the nations, to Tarshish, Pul, and Lud, that draw the bow, to Tubal, and Javan, to the coastlands afar off, that have not heard my fame, neither have seen my glory; and they shall declare my glory among the Gentiles.