For the king had at sea a navy of Tharshish with the navy of Hiram: once in three years came the navy of Tharshish, bringing gold, and silver, ivory, and apes, and peacocks.
And he joined himself with him to make ships to go to Tarshish: and they made the ships in Ezion-geber.
Pass ye over to Tarshish; howl, ye inhabitants of the isle.
Pass through thy land as a river, O daughter of Tarshish: there is no more strength.
Damascus was thy merchant in the multitude of the wares of thy making, for the multitude of all riches; in the wine of Helbon, and white wool.
When thy wares went forth out of the seas, thou filledst many people; thou didst enrich the kings of the earth with the multitude of thy riches and of thy merchandise.