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14 Wail, O ships of Tarshish,
    for your stronghold is laid waste.

15 In that day Tyre shall be forgotten for seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years Tyre shall sing as a harlot:

16 Take your harp, go about the city,
    O forgotten harlot;
make sweet melody, sing many songs,
    that you may be remembered.

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