2. “And you, son of man, raise a lament against Tyre.
3. And you must say to Tyre, the one who sits at the entrance of the sea as the merchant of the peoples to the many coastlands, ‘Thus says the Lord Yahweh: Tyre, you yourself said “I am perfect in beauty!”
4. In the heart of the seas are your boundaries; your builders perfected your beauty.
5. They built with pine trees from Senir all of your boards for you; they took cedars from Lebanon to make a sailing mast for you.
6. They made your oars with oaks from Bashan; your deck they made with inlaid ivory, with cypress trees from the coastlands of Cyprus.
7. Your sail was fine linen with colorful weaving from Egypt to serve as a banner for you; blue and purple cloth from the coastlands of Cyprus was your awning.
8. The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvan were your rowers; your skilled men, O Tyre, were from your own people, and they were your seamen.