1. And the word of Jehovah came unto me, saying:
2. And thou, son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre,
3. and say unto Tyre: O thou that art situate at the entries of the sea, and traffickest with the peoples in many isles, thus saith the Lord Jehovah: Thou, Tyre, hast said, I am perfect in beauty.
4. Thy borders are in the heart of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty.
5. They made all thy double boards of cypress-trees of Senir; they took cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee.
6. Of the oaks of Bashan did they make thine oars; they made thy benches of ivory, inlaid in box-wood, out of the isles of Chittim.