28At the voice of the cry of thy pilots shake do the suburbs.
28At the voice of the cry of thy pilots shake do the suburbs.
25 Ships of Tarshish are thy double walls of thy merchandise, And thou art filled and honoured greatly, In the heart of the seas.
26 Into great waters have they brought thee, Those rowing thee, The east wind hath broken thee in the heart of the seas.
27 Thy wealth and thy remnants, Thy merchandise, thy mariners, And thy pilots, strengtheners of thy breach, And the traders of thy merchandise, And all thy men of war, who are in thee, And in all thine assembly that is in thy midst, Fall into the heart of the seas in the day of thy fall,
28 At the voice of the cry of thy pilots shake do the suburbs.
29 And come down from their ships have all handling an oar, Mariners, all the pilots of the sea, on the land they stand,
30 And have sounded for thee with their voice, And cry bitterly, and cause dust to go up on their heads, In ashes they do roll themselves.
27:28The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
27:28The shorelands will quake when your seamen cry out.
27:28Thy fleets shall be troubled at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
27:28At the sound of the cry of thy pilots the suburbs shall shake.
27:28The open places shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
27:28At the sound of the cry of thy pilots the suburbs shall shake.
27:28The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pilots.
27:28At the sound of the cry of your pilots the suburbs shall shake.
27:28The suburbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of your pilots.