Ezekiel 27:1-7

1The word of Adonai came to me saying:

2“You, son of man, lift up a lament for Tyre.

3Say to Tyre, dwelling at the entrance of the sea, the merchant to the people of many coastlands, thus says Adonai Elohim: ‘Tyre, you said: “I am perfect in beauty!’

4Your borders are in the heart of the seas, your builders perfected your beauty.

5All your planks have been fashioned from cypress trees of Senir. They took a cedar from Lebanon to make a mast for you.

6They made your oars from Bashan’s oaks. Of boxwood from the islands of Kittim they made your decks, inlaid with ivory.

7Fine Egyptian linen was your sail, serving as a banner for you. Your awning was blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah.