Ezekiel 27:1-7

1The word of the Lord came again to me, saying,

2“Now, son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyre,

3and say to Tyre, ‘You who are situated at the entrance of the sea, merchant of the peoples on many coastlands, thus says the Lord God: “O Tyre, you have said, ‘I am perfect in beauty.’

4Your borders are in the midst of the seas. Your builders have perfected your beauty.

5They made all your planks of fir trees from Senir; They took a cedar from Lebanon to make you a mast.

6Of oaks from Bashan they made your oars; The company of Ashurites have inlaid your planks With ivory from the coasts of Cyprus.

7Fine embroidered linen from Egypt was what you spread for your sail; Blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah was what covered you.