"Thus hath the LORD God spoken concerning Tyre: The isles shall be moved at the noise of thy fall, and at the cry of the slain that shall be murdered in thee.

Now at the time of thy fall the inhabiters of the Isles, Yea, and the Isles themselves, shall stand in fear at thine end.

and say unto Tyre, which is a port of the sea that occupieth with much people and many Isles, 'Thus speaketh the LORD God: O Tyre, thou hast said, 'What, I am a noble city.'

Thy sail was of white small needle work out of the land of Egypt, to hang upon thy mast: and thy hangings of yellow silk and purple, out of the Isles of Elishah.

They of Dedan were thy merchants: and many other Isles that occupied with thee, brought thee wethers, elephant bones and Peacocks for a present.

All they that dwell in the Isles are abashed at thee, and all their kings are afraid; yea, their faces have changed colour.

Into Magog, and among those that sit so carelessly in the isles, will I send a fire, and they shall know, that I am the LORD.

and the Oaks of Bashan to make the rowers. Thy boards have they made of ivory, and of costly wood out of the Isle of Chittim.