10. From the surging of his horseshe will cover you with dust;from the noise of warhorses,wheels and chariots.Your walls will shakewhen he enters your gates,even as one enters a city that is breached.
11. With the hooves of his horseshe will trample all your streets;Your people he will slay by the sword;your mighty pillars will collapse.
12. They shall plunder your wealthand pillage your goods;They will tear down your wallsand demolish your splendid houses.Your stones, timbers, and debristhey will cast into the sea.
13. I will bring an end to the noise of your songs;the music of your lyres will be heard no more.
14. I will turn you into bare rock,you will become a place for drying nets.You shall never be rebuilt,for I the Lord have spoken—oracle of the Lord God.
15. Thus says the Lord God to Tyre:At the sound of your downfall,at the groaning of the wounded,When victims are slain within you,will the islands not quake?