Ezekiel 27:1-9
English Standard Version
Chapter 27
1The word of the Lord came to me: 2"Now you, son of man, raise a lamentation over Tyre, 3and say to Tyre, who dwells at the entrances to the sea, merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, thus says the Lord God: "O Tyre, you have said, ‘I am perfect in beauty.’
4Your borders are in the heart of the seas; your builders made perfect your beauty.
5They made all your planks of fir trees from Senir; they took a cedar from Lebanon to make a mast for you.
6Of oaks of Bashan they made your oars; they made your deck of pines from the coasts of Cyprus, inlaid with ivory.
7 Of fine embroidered linen from Egypt was your sail, serving as your banner; blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah was your awning.
8The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad were your rowers; your skilled men, O Tyre, were in you; they were your pilots.
9The elders of Gebal and her skilled men were in you, caulking your seams; all the ships of the sea with their mariners were in you to barter for your wares.
