A reading from the book of Ezekiel.

The word of the Lord came to me.

Now you, son of man, raise a lamentation over Tyre, and say to Tyre who dwells at the

entrances to the sea, merchant of the peoples to many coastlands, thus says the Lord God.

O Tyre you have said, I am perfect in beauty. Your borders are in the heart of the seas. Your builders

made perfect your beauty. They made all your planks of fir trees from ciner. They took a cedar from

Lebanon to make a mast for you. Of oaks of bation. They made your oars. They made your deck of pines

from the coast of Cyprus and laid with ivory. A fine and broidered

linen from Egypt was your sail, serving as your banner, blue and purple from the coasts of

Elisha was your awning. The inhabitants of Sidon and Arvid were your rowers. Your skilled men,

O' Tyre, were in you. They were your pilots. The elders of Giebel and her skilled men were in you,

caulking your seams. All the ships of the sea with their mariners were in you to barter for your

wares. Persia and Ludd and Pute were in your army as your men of war. They hung the shield

and helmet in you. They gave you splendor. Men of Arvid and Helic were on your walls all around, and men of

gay men were in your towers. They hung their shields on your walls all around. They made perfect your

beauty. Tarshis did business with you because of your great wealth of every kind, silver, iron, tin,

and lead. They exchanged for your wares. Jay. Ventubel and Mishak traded with you.

They exchanged human beings and vessels of bronze for your merchandise.

From Beth Targama, they exchanged horses, warhorses, and mules for your wares.

The men of Deden traded with you.

Many coastlands were your own special markets.

They brought you in payment ivory tus tusks, and ebony.

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