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"You, son of man, raise a funeral song over Tyre.
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Tell Tyre, gateway to the sea, merchant to the world, trader among the far-off islands, 'This is what God, the Master, says: "'You boast, Tyre: "I'm the perfect ship - stately, handsome."
4
You ruled the high seas from a real beauty, crafted to perfection.
5
Your planking came from Mount Hermon junipers. A Lebanon cedar supplied your mast.
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