1. Yahweh’s word came again to me, saying,
2. You, son of man, take up a lamentation over Tyre;
3. and tell Tyre, you who dwell at the entry of the sea, who are the merchant of the peoples to many islands, thus says the Lord Yahweh: You, Tyre, have said, I am perfect in beauty.
4. Your borders are in the heart of the seas; your builders have perfected your beauty.
5. They have made all your planks of cypress trees from Senir; they have taken a cedar from Lebanon to make a mast for you.
6. Of the oaks of Bashan have they made your oars; they have made your benches of ivory inlaid in boxwood, from the islands of Kittim.