Ezekiel 27:1-7

English Standard Version

A Lament for Tyre

27 The word of the Lord came to me: ²“Now you, ^(A)son of man, ^(B)raise a lamentation over Tyre, ³and say to Tyre, who dwells at ^(C)the entrances to the sea, ^(D)merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, thus says the Lord God:

“O Tyre, you have said,
    ‘I am ^(E)perfect in beauty.’
⁴Your borders are ^(F)in the heart of the seas;
    your builders made perfect your beauty.
⁵They made all your planks
    of fir trees from ^(G)Senir;
they took ^(H)a cedar from Lebanon
    to make a mast for you.
⁶Of ^(I)oaks of Bashan
    they made your oars;
they made your deck of pines
    from ^(J)the coasts of Cyprus,
    inlaid with ivory.
⁷^(K)Of fine embroidered linen from Egypt
    was your sail,
    serving as your banner;
blue and purple from ^(L)the coasts of Elishah
    was your awning.