Ezekiel 27:2-6
Ezekiel 27:2
“Son of man, sing a funeral song for Tyre,
Ezekiel 27:3
that mighty gateway to the sea, the trading center of the world. Give Tyre this message from the Sovereign Lord: “You boasted, O Tyre, ‘My beauty is perfect!’
Ezekiel 27:4
You extended your boundaries into the sea. Your builders made your beauty perfect.
Ezekiel 27:5
You were like a great ship built of the finest cypress from Senir. They took a cedar from Lebanon to make a mast for you.
Ezekiel 27:6
They carved your oars from the oaks of Bashan. Your deck of pine from the coasts of Cyprus was inlaid with ivory.