Ezekiel 27:28-30

Young's Literal Translation

²⁸ At the voice of the cry of thy pilots shake do the suburbs.

²⁹ And come down from their ships have all handling an oar, Mariners, all the pilots of the sea, on the land they stand,

³⁰ And have sounded for thee with their voice, And cry bitterly, and cause dust to go up on their heads, In ashes they do roll themselves.