American King James Version
"The ships of Tarshish did sing of you in your market: and you were replenished, and made very glorious in the middle of the seas. ¶ "
— Ezekiel 27:25, American King James Version
“The ships of Tarshish did sing of thee in thy market: and thou wast replenished, and made very glorious in the midst of the seas.”
“The ships of Tarshish were thy caravans for thy merchandise: and thou wast replenished, and made very glorious in the heart of the seas. ”
“The ships of Tarshish were your caravans for your merchandise: and you were replenished, and made very glorious in the heart of the seas.”
“The ships of Tarshish were the transports for your merchandise.“‘So you were filled and weighed down in the heart of the seas.”
“The ships of the sea, were thy chief in thy merchandise: and thou wast replenished, and glorified exceedingly in the heart of the sea.”
“Tarshish ships did business for you in your goods: and you were made full, and great was your glory in the heart of the seas.”
“The ships of Tarshish did sing of thee in thy market: and thou wast replenished, and made very glorious in the midst of the seas.”
The merchants of Sheba and Raamah, they were your merchants: they occupied in your fairs with chief of all spices, and with all precious stones, and gold.
Haran, and Canneh, and Eden, the merchants of Sheba, Asshur, and Chilmad, were your merchants.
These were your merchants in all sorts of things, in blue clothes, and broidered work, and in chests of rich apparel, bound with cords, and made of cedar, among your merchandise.
The ships of Tarshish did sing of you in your market: and you were replenished, and made very glorious in the middle of the seas. ¶
Your rowers have brought you into great waters: the east wind has broken you in the middle of the seas.
Your riches, and your fairs, your merchandise, your mariners, and your pilots, your caulkers, and the occupiers of your merchandise, and all your men of war, that are in you, and in all your company which is in the middle of you, shall fall into the middle of the seas in the day of your ruin.
The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of your pilots.