1. The word of the LORD came again to me, saying,
2. Now, thou son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre;
3. And say to Tyre, O thou that art situated at the entry of the sea, which art a merchant of the people for many isles, Thus saith the Lord GOD; O Tyre, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty.
4. Thy borders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty.
5. They have made all thy ship-boards of fir-trees of Senir: they have taken cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee.