27:1 The word of the Lord came to me:
27:2 “You, son of man, sing a lament for Tyre.
“‘O Tyre, you have said, “I am perfectly beautiful.”
27:4
your builders have perfected your beauty.
27:5 They crafted
they took a cedar from Lebanon to make your mast.
27:6 They made your oars from oaks of Bashan;
they made your deck
27:7 Fine linen from Egypt, woven with patterns, was used for your sail
to serve as your banner;
blue and purple from the coastlands of Elishah
27:8 The leaders
your skilled
27:9 The elders of Gebal
all the ships of the sea and their mariners were within you to trade for your merchandise.
27:10 Men of Persia, Lud,
They hung shield and helmet on you; they gave you your splendor.
27:11 The Arvadites
and the Gammadites
They hung their quivers
they perfected your beauty.
27:12 “‘Tarshish