Wail, ships of Tarshish,^(C)
for your haven has been destroyed.
Word has reached them from the land of Cyprus.^[a](D)

¹² He said,
‘You will not celebrate any more,
ravished young woman, daughter of Sidon.
Get up and cross over to Cyprus^(A) –
even there you will have no rest! ’

¹⁰ Cross over to the coasts of Cyprus^[a](A) and take a look.
Send someone to Kedar^(B) and consider carefully;
see if there has ever been anything like this: