29 “All who handle the oar, The sailors and all the pilots of the sea Will come down from their ships; They will stand on the land, 30 And they will make their voice heard over you And will cry bitterly. They will cast dust on their heads, They will wallow in ashes. 31 “Also they will make themselves bald for you And gird themselves with sackcloth; And they will weep for you in bitterness of soul With bitter mourning. 32 “Moreover, in their wailing they will take up a lamentation for you And lament over you: ‘Who is like Tyre, Like her who is silent in the midst of the sea?
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