1. The word of the LORD came again unto me, saying,
2. Now, you son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre;
3. And say unto Tyre, O you that are situated at the entrance of the sea, which are a merchant of the people for many coastlands, Thus says the Lord GOD; O Tyre, you have said, I am of perfect beauty.
4. Your borders are in the midst of the seas, your builders have perfected your beauty.
5. They have made all your ship planks of fir trees of Senir: they have taken cedars from Lebanon to make masts for you.
6. Of the oaks of Bashan have they made your oars; the company of Ashurites have made your planks of inlaid ivory, brought out of the coasts of Kittim.
7. Fine linen with embroidered work from Egypt was that which you spread forth to be your sail; blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah was that which covered you.