Tell Tyre, who dwells at the gateway to the sea, merchant of the peoples on many coasts, that this is what the Lord GOD says: You have said, O Tyre, ‘I am perfect in beauty.’
Your borders are in the heart of the seas; your builders perfected your beauty.
The LORD has stretched out His hand over the sea; He has made kingdoms tremble. He has given a command that the strongho
Men of Persia, Lydia, and Put served as warriors in your army. They hung their shields and helmets on your walls; they g
“Son of man, tell the ruler of Tyre that this is what the Lord GOD says: Your heart is proud, and you have said, ‘I am a
Then they will lament for you, saying, “How you have perished, O city of renown inhabited by seafaring men—she who was p
Be silent, O dwellers of the coastland, you merchants of Sidon, whose traders have crossed the sea.
All the nations have drunk the wine of the passion of her immorality. The kings of the earth were immoral with her, and
Who planned this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose traders are princes, whose merchants are renowned on the ea
And the merchants of the earth will weep and mourn over her, because there is no one left to buy their cargo—
From Zion, perfect in beauty, God shines forth.
“Son of man, take up a lament for the king of Tyre and tell him that this is what the Lord GOD says: ‘You were the seal