¹ And it came to pass in the eleventh year, the first day of the month, that the word of the Lord came to me, saying:

² Son of man, because Tyre hath said of Jerusalem: Aha, the gates of the people are broken, she is turned to me: I shall be filled, now she is laid waste.

³ Therefore thus saith the Lord God: Behold I come against thee, O Tyre, and I will cause many nations to come up to thee, as the waves of the sea rise up.

⁴ And they shall break down the walls of Tyre, and destroy the towers thereof: and I will scrape her dust from her, and make her like a smooth rock.

⁵ She shall be a drying place for nets in the midst of the sea, because I have spoken it, saith the Lord God: and she shall be a spoil to the nations.

⁶ Her daughters also that are in the field, shall be slain by the sword: and they shall know that I am the Lord.

⁷ For thus saith the Lord God: Behold I will bring against Tyre Nabuchodonosor king of Babylon, the king of kings, from the north, with horses, and chariots, and horsemen, and companies, and much people.

⁸ Thy daughters that are in the field, he shall kill with the sword: and he shall compass thee with forts, and shall cast up a mount round about: and he shall lift up the buckler against thee.

⁹ And he shall set engines of mar and battering rams against thy walls, and shall destroy thy towers with his arms.

¹⁰ By reason of the multitude of his horses, their dust shall cover thee: thy walls shall shake at the noise of the horsemen, and wheels, and chariots, when they shall go in at thy gates, as by the entrance of a city that is destroyed.

¹¹ With the hoofs of his horses he shall tread down all thy streets: thy people he shall kill with the sword, and thy famous statues shall fall to the ground.

¹² They shall waste thy riches, they shall make a spoil of thy merchandise: and they shall destroy thy walls, and pull down thy fine houses: and they shall lay thy stones and thy timber, and thy dust in the midst of the waters.

¹³ And I will make the multitude of thy songs to cease, and the sound of thy harps shall be heard no more.

¹⁴ And I will make thee like a naked rock, then shalt be a drying place for nets, neither shalt thou be built any more: for I have spoken it, saith. the Lord God.

¹⁵ Thus saith the Lord God to Tyre: Shall not the islands shake at the sound of thy fall, and the groans of thy slain when they shall be killed in the midst of thee?

¹⁶ Then all the princes of the sea shall come down from their thrones: and take off their robes, and cast away their broidered garments, and be clothed with astonishment: they shall sit on the ground, and with amazement shall wonder at thy sudden fall.

¹⁷ And taking up a lamentation over thee, they shall say to thee: How art thou fallen, that dwellest in the sea, renowned city that wast strong in the sea, with thy inhabitants whom all did dread?

¹⁸ Now shall the ships be astonished in the day of thy terror: and the islands in the sea shall be troubled because no one cometh out of thee.

¹⁹ For thus saith the Lord God: When I shall make thee a desolate city like the cities that are not inhabited: and shall bring the deep upon thee, and many waters shall cover thee:

²⁰ And when I shall bring thee down with those that descend into the pit to the everlasting people, and shall set thee in the lowest parts of the earth, as places desolate of old, with them that are brought down into the pit, that thou be not inhabited: and when I shall give glory in the land of the living,

²¹ I will bring thee to nothing, and thou shalt not be, and if thou be sought for, thou shalt not be found any more for ever, saith the Lord God.

¹ My son, keep my words, and lay up my precepts with thee. son,

² Keep my commandments, and thou shalt live: and my law as the apple of thy eye:

³ Bind it upon thy fingers, write it upon the tables of thy heart.

⁴ Say to wisdom: Thou art my sister: and call prudence thy friend,

⁵ That she may keep thee from the woman that is not thine, and from the stranger who sweeteneth her words.

⁶ For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,

⁷ And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man,

⁸ Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house.

⁹ In the dark, when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night,

¹⁰ And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot's attire prepared to deceive souls; talkative and wandering,

¹¹ Not bearing to be quiet, not able to abide still at home,

¹² Now abroad, now in the streets, now lying in wait near the corners.

¹³ And catching the young man, she kisseth him, and with an impudent face, flattereth, saying:

¹⁴ I vowed victims for prosperity, this day I have paid my vows.

¹⁵ Therefore I am come out to meet thee, desirous to see thee, and I have found thee.

¹⁶ I have woven my bed with cords, I have covered it with painted tapestry, brought from Egypt.

¹⁷ I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

¹⁸ Come, let us be inebriated with the breasts, and let us enjoy the desired embraces, till the day appear.

¹⁹ For my husband is not at home, he is gone a very long journey.

²⁰ He took with him a bag of money: he mill return home the day of the full moon.

²¹ She entangled him with many words, and drew him away with the flattery of her lips.

²² Immediately he followeth her as an ox led to be a victim, and as a lamb playing the wanton, and not knowing that he is drawn like a fool to bonds,

²³ Till the arrow pierce his liver: as if a bird should make haste to the snare, and knoweth not that his life is in danger.

²⁴ Now therefore, my son, hear me, and attend to the words of my mouth.

²⁵ Let not thy mind be drawn away in her ways: neither be thou deceived with her paths.

²⁶ For she hath cast down many wounded, and the strongest have been slain by her.

²⁷ Her house is the way to hell, reaching even to the inner chambers of death.