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13 I will silence the music of your songs;
    the sound of your lyres shall be heard no more.
14 I will make you a bare rock;
    you shall be a place for spreading nets.
You shall never again be rebuilt,
    for I the Lord have spoken,
    says the Lord God.

15 Thus says the Lord God to Tyre: Shall not the coastlands shake at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan, when slaughter goes on within you?

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13 I will put an end(A) to your noisy songs,(B) and the music of your harps(C) will be heard no more.(D) 14 I will make you a bare rock, and you will become a place to spread fishnets. You will never be rebuilt,(E) for I the Lord have spoken, declares the Sovereign Lord.

15 “This is what the Sovereign Lord says to Tyre: Will not the coastlands(F) tremble(G) at the sound of your fall, when the wounded groan(H) and the slaughter takes place in you?

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