6Passe ye ouer to Tarshish, howle ye inhabitants of the yle. 7Is this your ioyous citie, whose antiquitie is of ancient dayes? her owne feete shall cary her afarre off to soiourne. 8Who hath taken this counsell against Tyre the crowning citie, whose merchants are princes, whose traffiquers are the honourable of the earth?9The Lord of hostes hath purposed it, to staine the pride of all glory, and to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth. 10Passe through thy land as a riuer O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.