1 The word of the Lord came to me:
2 “Now you, son of man, raise a lamentation over Tyre,
3 and 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.’
4 Your borders are in the heart of the seas;your builders made perfect your beauty.