יחזקאל כז

The word of GOD came to me:

Now you, O mortal, intone a dirge over Tyre.

Say to Tyre:
O you who dwell at the gateway of the sea,
Who trade with the peoples on many coastlands:
Thus said the Sovereign GOD:
O Tyre, you boasted,
I am perfect in beauty.

Your frontiers were on the high seas,
Your builders perfected your beauty.

From cypress trees of Senir
They fashioned your planks;
They took a cedar from Lebanon
To make a mast for you.

From oak trees of Bashan
They made your oars;
Of boxwood from the isles of Kittim,
Inlaid with ivory,
They made your decks.

Embroidered linen from Egypt
Was the cloth
That served you for sails;
Of blue and purple from the coasts of Elishah
Were your awnings.

The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvad
Were your rowers;
Your skilled men, O Tyre, were within you,
They were your pilots.

Gebal’s elders and artisans were within you,
Making your repairs.
All the ships of the sea, with their crews,
Were in your harbor
To traffic in your wares.

Men of Paras, Lud, and Put
Were in your army,
Your warriors;
They hung shields and helmets in your midst,
They lent splendor to you.

Men of Arvad and Helech
Were upon your walls all around,
And men of Gammad were stationed in your towers;
They hung their quivers all about your walls;
They perfected your beauty.

Tarshish traded with you because of your wealth of all kinds of goods; they bartered silver, iron, tin, and lead for your wares.

Javan, Tubal, and Meshech—they were your merchants; they trafficked with you in human beings and copper utensils.

From Beth-togarmah they bartered horses, riders, and mules for your wares.

The people of Dedan were your merchants; many coastlands traded under your rule and rendered you tribute in ivory tusks and ebony.

Aram traded with you because of your wealth of merchandise, dealing with you in turquoise, purple stuff, embroidery, fine linen, coral, and agate.

Judah and the land of Israel were your merchants; they trafficked with you in wheat of Minnith and Pannag, honey, oil, and balm.

Because of your wealth of merchandise, because of your great wealth, Damascus traded with you in Helbon wine and white wool.

Vedan and Javan from Uzal traded for your wares; they trafficked with you in polished iron, cassia, and calamus.

Dedan was your merchant in saddlecloths for riding.

Arabia and all Kedar’s chiefs were traders under your rule; they traded with you in lambs, rams, and goats.

The merchants of Sheba and Raamah were your merchants; they bartered for your wares all the finest spices, all kinds of precious stones, and gold.

Haran, Canneh, and Eden, the merchants of Sheba, Assyria, and Chilmad traded with you.

These were your merchants in choice fabrics, embroidered cloaks of blue, and many-colored carpets tied up with cords and preserved with cedar—among your wares.

The ships of Tarshish were in the service of your trade.
So you were full and richly laden
On the high seas.

Your oarsmen brought you out
Into the mighty waters;
The tempest wrecked you
On the high seas.

Your wealth, your wares, your merchandise,
Your sailors and your pilots,
Those who made your repairs,
Those who carried on your traffic,
And all the warriors within you—
All the multitude within you—
Shall go down into the depths of the sea
On the day of your downfall.

At the outcry of your pilots
The billows shall heave;

And all the oarsmen and mariners,
All the pilots of the sea,
Shall come down from their ships
And stand on the ground.

They shall raise their voices over you
And cry out bitterly;
They shall cast dust on their heads
And strew ashes on themselves.

On your account, they shall make
Bald patches on their heads,
And shall gird themselves with sackcloth.
They shall weep over you, brokenhearted,
With bitter lamenting;

They shall intone a dirge over you as they wail,
And lament for you thus:
Who was like Tyre when she was silenced
In the midst of the sea?

When your wares were unloaded from the seas,
You satisfied many peoples;
With your great wealth and merchandise
You enriched the kings of the earth.

But when you were wrecked on the seas,
In the deep waters sank your merchandise
And all the crew aboard you.

All the inhabitants of the coastlands
Are appalled over you;
Their kings are aghast,
Their faces contorted.

The merchants among the peoples hissed at you;
You have become a horror,
And have ceased to be forever.