And it came aboutוַיְהִיin the eleventhעַשְׁתֵּי עֶשְׂרֵהyear,בְּ שָׁנָהon the firstבְּאֶחָדof the month,לַחֹדֶשׁthat the wordדְבַרof YHWHיְהוָהcameהָיָהto me,אֵלַיsaying,לֵאמֹר
“Sonבֶּןof man,אָדָםbecauseיַעַן אֲשֶׁרTyreצֹּרhas saidאָמְרָהabout Jerusalem,עַל יְרוּשָׁלִַם‘Aha!הֶאָחBrokenנִשְׁבְּרָהare the doorsדַּלְתוֹתof the peoples;הָעַמִּיםit has turnedנָסֵבָּהto me;אֵלָיI will be filled,אִמָּלְאָהshe is ruined,’הָחֳרָבָה
thereforeלָכֵןthusכֹּהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH:יְהוִהLook, I amהִנְנִיagainst you,עָלַיִךְTyre,צֹרand I will bring upוְהַעֲלֵיתִיagainst youעָלַיִךְmanyרַבִּיםnations,גּוֹיִםasכְּthe seaהַיָּםbrings upהַעֲלוֹתits waves.לְגַלָּיו
And they will destroyוְשִׁחֲתוּthe wallsחֹמוֹתof Tyreצֹרand tear downוְהָרְסוּher towers;מִגְדָּלֶיהָand I will scrapeוְסִחֵיתִיher dustעֲפָרָהּfrom herמִמֶּנָּהand make herוְנָתַתִּי אוֹתָהּa bare rock.לִצְחִיחַ סָלַע
A spreading placeמִשְׁטַחfor netsחֲרָמִיםshe will beתִּהְיֶהin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the sea,הַיָּםforכִּיIאֲנִיhave spoken,דִבַּרְתִּיdeclaresנְאֻםAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH;יְהוִהand she will becomeוְהָיְתָהplunderלְבַזfor the nations.לַגּוֹיִם
And her daughtersוּבְנוֹתֶיהָwho are in the fieldאֲשֶׁר בַּשָּׂדֶהwill be killedתֵּהָרַגְנָהby the sword;בַּחֶרֶבand they will knowוְיָדְעוּthatכִּיI amאֲנִיYHWH.יְהוָה
ForכִּיthusכֹהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH:יְהוִהLook, I amהִנְנִיbringingמֵבִיאagainst Tyreאֶל צֹרNebuchadnezzarנְבוּכַדְרֶאצַּרkingמֶלֶךְof Babylonבָּבֶלfrom the north,מִצָּפוֹןkingמֶלֶךְof kings,מְלָכִיםwith horsesבְּסוּסand with chariotsוּבְרֶכֶבand with horsemen,וּבְפָרָשִׁיםand an assemblyוְקָהָלand a numerousרָבpeople.וְעַם
Your daughtersבְּנוֹתַיִךְin the fieldבַּשָּׂדֶהhe will killיַהֲרֹגby the sword;בַּחֶרֶבand he will setוְנָתַןagainst youעָלַיִךְa siege tower,דָּיֵקand heap upוְשָׁפַךְagainst youעָלַיִךְa siege ramp,סֹלְלָהand raiseוְהֵקִיםagainst youעָלַיִךְa large shield.צִנָּה
And the blowוּמְחִיof his battering ramקָבָלּוֹhe will setיִתֵּןagainst your walls,בְּחֹמוֹתָיִךְand your towersוּמִגְדְּלֹתַיִךְhe will demolishיִתֹּץwith his swords.בְּחַרְבוֹתָיו
From the abundanceמִשִּׁפְעַתof his horsesסוּסָיוtheir dustאֲבָקָםwill cover you;יְכַסֵּךְfrom the noiseמִקּוֹלof horsemanפָּרַשׁand wheelוְגַלְגַּלand chariotוָרֶכֶבyour wallsחוֹמוֹתַיִךְwill quakeתִּרְעַשְׁנָהwhen he entersבְּבֹאוֹyour gatesבִּשְׁעָרַיִךְas one entersכִּמְבוֹאֵיa breachedמְבֻקָּעָהcity.עִיר
With the hoofsבְּפַרְסוֹתof his horsesסוּסָיוhe will trampleיִרְמֹסallאֶת כָּלyour streets;חוּצוֹתָיִךְyour peopleעַמֵּךְhe will killיַהֲרֹגby the sword,בַּחֶרֶבand the standing stonesוּמַצְּבוֹתof your strengthעֻזֵּךְto the groundלָאָרֶץwill go down.תֵּרֵד
And they will despoilוְשָׁלְלוּyour wealthחֵילֵךְand plunderוּבָזְזוּyour merchandise,רְכֻלָּתֵךְand tear downוְהָרְסוּyour walls,חוֹמוֹתַיִךְand your housesוּבָתֵּיof delightחֶמְדָּתֵךְthey will demolish;יִתֹּצוּand your stonesוַאֲבָנַיִךְand your timberוְעֵצַיִךְand your dustוַעֲפָרֵךְin the midstבְּתוֹךְof the watersמַיִםthey will put.יָשִׂימוּ
And I will put an endוְהִשְׁבַּתִּיto the clamorהֲמוֹןof your songs,שִׁירָיִךְand the soundוְקוֹלof your lyresכִּנּוֹרַיִךְwill notלֹאbe heardיִשָּׁמַעagain.עוֹד
And I will make youוּנְתַתִּיךְa bare rock;לִצְחִיחַ סֶלַעa spreading placeמִשְׁטַחfor netsחֲרָמִיםyou will be;תִּהְיֶהyou will notלֹאbe builtתִבָּנֶהagain,עוֹדforכִּיI,אֲנִיYHWH,יְהוָהhave spoken,דִּבַּרְתִּיdeclaresנְאֻםAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH.יְהוִה
ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWHיְהוִהto Tyre:לְצוֹרWill notהֲלֹאthe coastlandsהָאִיִּיםquakeיִרְעֲשׁוּat the noiseמִקּוֹלof your fall,מַפַּלְתֵּךְwhenבֶּthe mortally woundedחָלָלgroan,אֱנֹקwhen the killingבֵּ הֶרֶגis carried outהָרֵגin your midst?בְּתוֹכֵךְ
And allכֹּלthe chiefsנְשִׂיאֵיof the seaהַיָּםwill come downוְיָרְדוּfrom their thrones,מֵעַל כִּסְאוֹתָםand removeוְהֵסִירוּtheir robes,אֶת מְעִילֵיהֶםand strip offוְ יִפְשֹׁטוּtheir embroideredרִקְמָתָםgarments;אֶת בִּגְדֵיwith tremblingsחֲרָדוֹתthey will clothe themselves;יִלְבָּשׁוּon the groundעַל הָאָרֶץthey will sit,יֵשֵׁבוּand trembleוְחָרְדוּevery moment,לִרְגָעִיםand be appalledוְשָׁמְמוּat you.עָלָיִךְ
And they will raiseוְנָשְׂאוּover youעָלַיִךְa dirgeקִינָהand say to you,וְאָמְרוּ לָךְ‘Howאֵיךְyou have perished,אָבַדְתְּinhabitedנוֹשֶׁבֶתfrom the seas,מִיַּמִּיםthe cityהָעִירthat was praised,הַהֻלָּלָהwhichאֲשֶׁרwasהָיְתָהstrongחֲזָקָהon the sea,בַיָּםsheהִיאand her inhabitants,וְיֹשְׁבֶיהָwhoאֲשֶׁרputנָתְנוּtheir terrorחִתִּיתָםon allלְכָלher inhabitants!יוֹשְׁבֶיהָ
Nowעַתָּהthe coastlandsהָאִיִּןtrembleיֶחְרְדוּon the dayיוֹםof your fall,מַפַּלְתֵּךְand the coastlandsהָאִיִּיםthat areאֲשֶׁרin the seaבַּיָּםare dismayedוְנִבְהֲלוּat your departure.’מִצֵּאתֵךְ
ForכִּיthusכֹהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH:יְהוִהWhen I make youבְּתִתִּי אֹתָךְa ruinedנֶחֱרֶבֶתcity,עִירlike the citiesכֶּעָרִיםthatאֲשֶׁרare notלֹאinhabited,נוֹשָׁבוּwhen I bring upבְּהַעֲלוֹתover youעָלַיִךְthe deepאֶת תְּהוֹםand the many watersהַמַּיִם הָרַבִּיםcover you,וְכִסּוּךְ
then I will bring you downוְהוֹרַדְתִּיךְwith those who go downאֶת יוֹרְדֵיto the pit,בוֹרto the peopleאֶל עַםof old,עוֹלָםand I will make you dwellוְהוֹשַׁבְתִּיךְin the landבְּאֶרֶץof the depths,תַּחְתִּיּוֹתlike the ruinsכָּחֳרָבוֹתof old,מֵעוֹלָםwith those who go downאֶת יוֹרְדֵיto the pit,בוֹרso that you will notלְמַעַן לֹאbe inhabited;תֵשֵׁבִיand I will setוְנָתַתִּיa jewelצְבִיin the landבְּאֶרֶץof the living.חַיִּים
DreadsבַּלָּהוֹתI will make you,אֶתְּנֵךְand you will be no more;וְאֵינֵךְand you will be soughtוּתְבֻקְשִׁיbut you will notוְלֹאbe foundתִמָּצְאִיagainעוֹדforever,לְעוֹלָםdeclaresנְאֻםAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH.”יְהֹוִה