1. And the word of the Lord came to me, saying:
2. Thou therefore, O son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre:
3. And say to Tyre that dwelleth at the entry of the sea, being the mart of the people for many islands: Thus saith the Lord God: O Tyre, thou hast said: I am of perfect beauty,
4. And situate in the heart of the sea. Thy neighbours, that built thee, have perfected thy beauty:
5. With fir trees of Sanir they have built thee with all sea planks: they have taken cedars from Libanus to make thee masts.
6. They have cut thy oars out of the oaks of Basan: and they have made thee benches of Indian ivory and cabins with things brought from the islands of Italy.
7. Fine broidered linen from Egypt was woven for thy sail, to be spread on thy mast: blue and purple from the islands of Elisa, were made thy covering.
8. The inhabitants of Sidon, and the Arabians were thy rowers: thy wise men, O Tyre, were thy pilots.