Ezekiel 27:1–9

A Lament for Tyre

27 The word of the Lord came to me: 2 “Now you, tson of man, uraise a lamentation over Tyre, 3 and say to Tyre, who dwells at vthe entrances to the sea, wmerchant of the peoples to many coastlands, thus says the Lord God:

“O Tyre, you have said,

‘I am xperfect in beauty.’

4  Your borders are yin the heart of the seas;

your builders made perfect your beauty.

5  They made all your planks

of fir trees from zSenir;

they took aa cedar from Lebanon

to make a mast for you.

6  Of boaks of Bashan

they made your oars;

they made your deck of pines

from cthe coasts of Cyprus,

inlaid with ivory.

7  dOf fine embroidered linen from Egypt

was your sail,

serving as your banner;

blue and purple from cthe coasts of Elishah

was your awning.

8  The inhabitants of Sidon and eArvad

were your rowers;

your skilled men, O Tyre, were in you;

they were fyour pilots.

9  The elders of gGebal and her skilled men were in you,

hcaulking your seams;

all the ships of the sea with their mariners were in you

to barter for your wares.