1 The word of the Lord came again unto me, saying,
2 Now, thou son of man, raise up lamentations upon Tyre.
3 And say unto Tyre, O thou that dwelleth at the ports of the sea, who art a merchant of the people for many isles, Thus hath the Lord GOD said; O Tyre, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty.
4 In the heart of the seas are thy border; thy builders have completed thy beauty.