O Tyre, you have said,
    “I am perfect in beauty.”
4Your borders are in the heart of the seas;
    your builders made perfect your beauty.
5They made all your planks
    of fir trees from Senir;
they took a cedar from Lebanon
    to make a mast for you.
6From oaks of Bashan
    they made your oars;
they made your deck of pines[a]
    from the coasts of Cyprus,
    inlaid with ivory.
7Of fine embroidered linen from Egypt
    was your sail,
    serving as your ensign;
blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah
    was your awning.
8The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad
    were your rowers;
skilled men of Zemer[b] were within you,
    they were your pilots.
9The elders of Gebal and its artisans were within you,
    caulking your seams;
all the ships of the sea with their mariners were within you,
    to barter for your wares.
10Paras[c] and Lud and Put
    were in your army,
    your mighty warriors;
they hung shield and helmet in you;
    they gave you splendor.
11Men of Arvad and Helech[d]
    were on your walls all around;
    men of Gamad were at your towers.
They hung their quivers all around your walls;
    they made perfect your beauty.

So you were filled and heavily laden
    in the heart of the seas.
26Your rowers have brought you
    into the high seas.
The east wind has wrecked you
    in the heart of the seas.
27Your riches, your wares, your merchandise,
    your mariners and your pilots,
your caulkers, your dealers in merchandise,
    and all your warriors within you,
with all the company
    that is with you,
sink into the heart of the seas
    on the day of your ruin.
28At the sound of the cry of your pilots
    the countryside shakes,
29and down from their ships
    come all that handle the oar.
The mariners and all the pilots of the sea
    stand on the shore
30and wail aloud over you,
    and cry bitterly.
They throw dust on their heads
    and wallow in ashes;
31they make themselves bald for you,
    and put on sackcloth,
and they weep over you in bitterness of soul,
    with bitter mourning.
32In their wailing they raise a lamentation for you,
    and lament over you:
“Who was ever destroyed[j] like Tyre
    in the midst of the sea?
33When your wares came from the seas,
    you satisfied many peoples;
with your abundant wealth and merchandise
    you enriched the kings of the earth.
34Now you are wrecked by the seas,
    in the depths of the waters;
your merchandise and all your crew
    have sunk with you.
35All the inhabitants of the coastlands
    are appalled at you;
and their kings are horribly afraid,
    their faces are convulsed.
36The merchants among the peoples hiss at you;
    you have come to a dreadful end
    and shall be no more forever.”