2
And thou, son of man, take up a lamentation against Sor;
3
and thou shalt say to Sor that dwells at the entrance of the sea, to the mart of the nations coming from many islands, Thus saith the Lord to Sor; Thou hast said, I have clothed myself with my beauty.
4
In the heart of the sea thy sons have put beauty upon thee for Beelim.
5
Cedar in Senir was employed for thee in building: boards of cypress timber were taken out of Libanus, and wood to make thee masts of fir.
6
They made thine oars out of the land of Basan; thy sacred utensils they made of ivory, thy shady houses of wood from the isles of Chetiim.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.