1. The word of the Lord came to me:
2. “Now you, son of man, raise a lamentation over Tyre,
3. and say to Tyre, who dwells at the entrances to the sea, merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, thus says the Lord God:“O Tyre, you have said,‘I am perfect in beauty.’
4. Your borders are in the heart of the seas;your builders made perfect your beauty.
5. They made all your planksof fir trees from Senir;they took a cedar from Lebanonto make a mast for you.
6. Of oaks of Bashanthey made your oars;they made your deck of pinesfrom the coasts of Cyprus,inlaid with ivory.
7. Of fine embroidered linen from Egyptwas your sail,serving as your banner;blue and purple from the coasts of Elishahwas your awning.
8. The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvadwere your rowers;your skilled men, O Tyre, were in you;they were your pilots.
9. The elders of Gebal and her skilled men were in you, caulking your seams;all the ships of the sea with their mariners were in youto barter for your wares.