1. The word of the Lord came to me:
2. You, son of man, raise a lament over Tyre,
3. and say to Tyre, who sits at the entrance to the sea, trader to peoples on many coastlands, Thus says the Lord God:Tyre, you said, “I am a ship,perfect in beauty;
4. In the heart of the sea was your territory;your builders perfected your beauty.
5. With juniper wood from Senirthey built all your decks;A cedar from Lebanon they tookto make you a mast.
6. With oaks of Bashanthey fashioned your oars,Your bridge, of ivory-inlaid cypress woodfrom the coasts of Kittim.