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1 The word of the LORD came again unto me, say­ing, 2 Now, thou son of man, take up a lamen­ta­tion for Tyrus; 3 And say unto Tyrus, O thou that art sit­u­ate at the en­try of the sea, which art a mer­chant of the peo­ple for many isles, Thus saith the Lord GOD; O Tyrus, thou hast said, I am of per­fect beau­ty. 4 Thy bor­ders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have per­fect­ed thy beau­ty. 5 They have made all thy ship boards of fir trees of Senir: they have tak­en cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee. 6 Of the oaks of Bashan have they made thine oars; the com­pa­ny of the Ashu­rites have made thy bench­es of ivory, brought out of the isles of Chit­tim. 7 Fine linen with broi­dered work from Egypt was that which thou spread­est forth to be thy sail; blue and pur­ple from the isles of El­ishah was that which cov­ered thee. 8 The in­hab­i­tants of Zi­don and Ar­vad were thy mariners: thy wise men, O Tyrus, that were in thee, were thy pi­lots. 9 The an­cients of Gebal and the wise men there­of were in thee thy calk­ers: all the ships of the sea with their mariners were in thee to oc­cu­py thy mer­chan­dise. 10 They of Per­sia and of Lud and of Phut were in thine army, thy men of war: they hanged the shield and hel­met in thee; they set forth thy come­li­ness. 11 The men of Ar­vad with thine army were upon thy walls round about, and the Gam­madims were in thy tow­ers: they hanged their shields upon thy walls round about; they have made thy beau­ty per­fect. 12 Tarshish was thy mer­chant by rea­son of the mul­ti­tude of all kind of rich­es; with sil­ver, iron, tin, and lead, they trad­ed in thy fairs. 13 Ja­van, Tubal, and Meshech, they were thy mer­chants: they trad­ed the per­sons of men and ves­sels of brass in thy mar­ket. 14 They of the house of Tog­a­rmah trad­ed in thy fairs with hors­es and horse­men and mules. 15 The men of Dedan were thy mer­chants; many isles were the mer­chan­dise of thine hand: they brought thee for a pre­sent horns of ivory and ebony. 16 Syr­ia was thy mer­chant by rea­son of the mul­ti­tude of the wares of thy mak­ing: they oc­cu­pied in thy fairs with emer­alds, pur­ple, and broi­dered work, and fine linen, and coral, and agate. 17 Ju­dah, and the land of Is­rael, they were thy mer­chants: they trad­ed in thy mar­ket wheat of Min­nith, and Pan­nag, and hon­ey, and oil, and balm. 18 Dam­as­cus was thy mer­chant in the mul­ti­tude of the wares of thy mak­ing, for the mul­ti­tude of all rich­es; in the wine of Hel­bon, and white wool. 19 Dan also and Ja­van go­ing to and fro oc­cu­pied in thy fairs: bright iron, cas­sia, and cala­mus, were in thy mar­ket. 20 Dedan was thy mer­chant in pre­cious clothes for char­i­ots. 21 Ara­bia, and all the princes of Kedar, they oc­cu­pied with thee in lambs, and rams, and goats: in these were they thy mer­chants. 22 The mer­chants of She­ba and Raamah, they were thy mer­chants: they oc­cu­pied in thy fairs with chief of all spices, and with all pre­cious stones, and gold. 23 Ha­ran, and Can­neh, and Eden, the mer­chants of She­ba, Asshur, and Chilmad, were thy mer­chants. 24 These were thy mer­chants in all sorts of things, in blue clothes, and broi­dered work, and in chests of rich ap­par­el, bound with cords, and made of cedar, among thy mer­chan­dise. 25 The ships of Tarshish did sing of thee in thy mar­ket: and thou wast re­plen­ished, and made very glo­ri­ous in the midst of the seas. 26 Thy row­ers have brought thee into great wa­ters: the east wind hath bro­ken thee in the midst of the seas. 27 Thy rich­es, and thy fairs, thy mer­chan­dise, thy mariners, and thy pi­lots, thy calk­ers, and the oc­cu­piers of thy mer­chan­dise, and all thy men of war, that are in thee, and in all thy com­pa­ny which is in the midst of thee, shall fall into the midst of the seas in the day of thy ru­in. 28 The sub­urbs shall shake at the sound of the cry of thy pi­lots. 29 And all that han­dle the oar, the mariners, and all the pi­lots of the sea, shall come down from their ships, they shall stand upon the land; 30 And shall cause their voice to be heard against thee, and shall cry bit­ter­ly, and shall cast up dust upon their heads, they shall wal­low them­selves in the ash­es: 31 And they shall make them­selves ut­ter­ly bald for thee, and gird them with sack­cloth, and they shall weep for thee with bit­ter­ness of heart and bit­ter wail­ing. 32 And in their wail­ing they shall take up a lamen­ta­tion for thee, and lament over thee, saying, What c­i­ty is like Tyrus, like the de­stroyed in the midst of the sea? 33 When thy wares went forth out of the seas, thou filledst many peo­ple; thou didst en­rich the kings of the earth with the mul­ti­tude of thy rich­es and of thy mer­chan­dise. 34 In the time when thou shalt be bro­ken by the seas in the depths of the wa­ters thy mer­chan­dise and all thy com­pa­ny in the midst of thee shall fall. 35 All the in­hab­i­tants of the isles shall be as­ton­ished at thee, and their kings shall be sore afraid, they shall be trou­bled in their coun­te­nance. 36 The mer­chants among the peo­ple shall hiss at thee; thou shalt be a ter­ror, and nev­er shalt be any more.