1 The Lord spoke his word to me, saying:
2 “Human, sing a funeral song for the city of Tyre.
3 Speak to Tyre, which has ports for the Mediterranean Sea and is a place for trade for the people of many lands along the seacoast. ‘This is what the Lord God says:Tyre, you have said,“I am like a beautiful ship.”
4 You were at home on the high seas.Your builders made your beauty perfect.
5 They made all your boardsof fir trees from Mount Hermon.They took a cedar tree from Lebanonto make a ship’s mast for you.
6 They made your oarsfrom oak trees from Bashan.They made your deckfrom cypress trees from the coast of Cyprusand set ivory into it.
7 Your sail of linen with designs sewed on it came from Egyptand became like a flag for you.Your cloth shades over the deck were blue and purpleand came from the island of Cyprus.