1    2   These were the words of the Lord to me: Man, raise a dirge over Tyre and say, 3   Tyre, throned above your harbours, you who carry the trade of the nations to many coasts and islands, these are the words of the Lord God:

    O Tyre, you said,
      ‘I am perfect in beauty.’
     4   Your frontiers are on the high seas,
    your builders made your beauty perfect;
     5   they fashioned all your timbers
      of pine from Senir;
    they took a cedar from Lebanon
    to raise up a mast over you.
   6   They made your oars of oaks from Bashan;
    they made your deck strong ^note with box-wood
      from the coasts of Kittim.
       7   Your canvas was linen,
    patterned linen from Egypt
    to make your sails;
  your awnings were violet and purple
      from the coasts of Elishah.
   8   Men of Sidon and Arvad became your oarsmen;
    you had skilled men within you, O Tyre,
      who served as your helmsmen.
     9   You had skilled veterans from Gebal
      caulking your seams.

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  You had all sea-going ships and their sailors
      to market your wares;
   10   men of Pharas, ^note Lud, ^note and Put, served
      as warriors in your army;
    they hung shield and helmet around you,
    and it was they who gave you your glory.
   11   Men of Arvad and Cilicia manned all your walls,
    men of Gammad were posted on your towers
    and hung their shields around your battlements;
  it was they who made your beauty perfect.

12   Tarshish was a source of your commerce, from its abundant resources offering silver and iron, tin and lead, as your staple wares. 13   Javan, ^note Tubal, and Meshech dealt with you, offering slaves and vessels of bronze as your imports. 14   Men from Togarmah offered horses, mares, and mules as your staple wares. 15   Rhodians ^note dealt with you, great islands were a source of your commerce, paying what was due to you in ivory and ebony. 16   Edom ^note was a source of your commerce, so many were your undertakings, and offered purple garnets, brocade and fine linen, black coral and red jasper, ^note for your staple wares. 17   Judah and Israel dealt with you, offering wheat from Minnith, and meal, syrup, oil, and balsam, as your imports. 18   Damascus was a source of your commerce, so many were your undertakings, from its abundant resources offering wine of Helbon and wool of Suhar, 19   and casks of wine from Izalla, ^note for your staple wares; wrought iron, cassia, and sweet cane were among your imports. 20   Dedan dealt with you in coarse woollens for saddle-cloths. 21   Arabia and all the chiefs of Kedar were the source of your commerce in lambs, rams, and he-goats; this was your trade with them. 22   Dealers from Sheba and Raamah dealt with you, offering the choicest spices, every kind of precious stone and gold, as your staple wares. 23   Harran, Kanneh, and Eden, ^note dealers from Asshur and all Media, ^note dealt with you; 24   they were your dealers in gorgeous stuffs, violet cloths and brocades, in stores of coloured fabric rolled up and tied with cords; your dealings with them were in these.

   25   Ships of Tarshish were the caravans for your imports;
    you were deeply laden with full cargoes
      on the high seas.
   26   Your oarsmen brought you into many waters,
    but on the high seas an east wind wrecked you.
     27   Your wealth, your staple wares, your imports,

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      your sailors and your helmsmen,
  your caulkers, your merchants, and your warriors,
    all your ship's company,
      all who were with you,
  were flung into the sea on the day of your disaster;
   28   at the cries of your helmsmen the troubled waters tossed.


   29   When all the rowers disembark from their ships,
  when the sailors, the helmsmen all together, go ashore,
     30   they exclaim over your fate,
      they cry out bitterly;
    they throw dust on their heads
      and sprinkle themselves with ashes.
     31   They tear out their hair at your plight
      and put on sackcloth;
    they weep bitterly over you,
      bitterly wailing.
   32   In their lamentation they raise a dirge over you,
      and this is their dirge:
      Who was like Tyre,
    with her buildings piled ^note off shore?
     33   When your wares were unloaded off the sea
    you met the needs of many nations;
      with your vast resources and your imports
      you enriched the kings of the earth.
     34   Now you are broken by the sea
      in deep water;
  your wares and all your company are gone overboard.
     35   All who dwell on the coasts and islands
      are aghast at your fate;
    horror is written on the faces of their kings
      and their hair stands on end.
   36   Among the nations the merchants jeer in derision at you;
  you have come to a fearful end and shall be no more for ever.

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