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"Human, sing a funeral song for the city of Tyre.
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Speak to Tyre, which has ports for the Mediterranean Sea and is a place for trade for the people of many lands along the seacoast. 'This is what the Lord God says: Tyre, you have said, "I am like a beautiful ship."
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You were at home on the high seas. Your builders made your beauty perfect.
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They made all your boards of fir trees from Mount Hermon. to make a ship's mast for you.