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The End of Tyre's Glory
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# Chapter 27
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1. Then this message came to me from the LORD:
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2. "Son of man, sing a funeral song for Tyre,
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3. that mighty gateway to the sea, the trading center of the world. Give Tyre this message from the Sovereign LORD:
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"You boasted, O Tyre,
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'My beauty is perfect!'
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4. You extended your boundaries into the sea.
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Your builders made your beauty perfect.
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5. You were like a great ship
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built of the finest cypress from Senir.
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They took a cedar from Lebanon
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to make a mast for you.
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6. They carved your oars
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from the oaks of Bashan.
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Your deck of pine from the coasts of Cyprus
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was inlaid with ivory.
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7. Your sails were made of Egypt's finest linen,
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and they flew as a banner above you.
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You stood beneath blue and purple awnings
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made bright with dyes from the coasts of Elishah.
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8. Your oarsmen came from Sidon and Arvad;
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your helmsmen were skilled men from Tyre itself.
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9. Wise old craftsmen from Gebal did the caulking.
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Ships from every land came with goods to barter for your trade.
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10. "Men from distant Persia, Lydia, and Libya served in your great army. They hung their shields and helmets on your walls, giving you great honor.
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11. Men from Arvad and Helech stood on your walls. Your towers were manned by men from Gammad. Their shields hung on your walls, completing your beauty.
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12. "Tarshish sent merchants to buy your wares in exchange for silver, iron, tin, and lead.
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13. Merchants from Greece, Tubal, and Meshech brought slaves and articles of bronze to trade with you.
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14. "From Beth-togarmah came riding horses, chariot horses, and mules, all in exchange for your goods.
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15. Merchants came to you from Dedan. Numerous coastlands were your captive markets; they brought payment in ivory tusks and ebony wood.
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16. "Syria sent merchants to buy your rich variety of goods. They traded turquoise, purple dyes, embroidery, fine linen, and jewelry of coral and rubies.
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17. Judah and Israel traded for your wares, offering wheat from Minnith, figs, honey, olive oil, and balm.
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18. "Damascus sent merchants to buy your rich variety of goods, bringing wine from Helbon and white wool from Zahar.
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19. Greeks from Uzal came to trade for your merchandise. Wrought iron, cassia, and fragrant calamus were bartered for your wares.
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20. "Dedan sent merchants to trade their expensive saddle blankets with you.
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21. The Arabians and the princes of Kedar sent merchants to trade lambs and rams and male goats in exchange for your goods.
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22. The merchants of Sheba and Raamah came with all kinds of spices, jewels, and gold in exchange for your wares.
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23. "Haran, Canneh, Eden, Sheba, Asshur, and Kilmad came with their merchandise, too.
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24. They brought choice fabrics to trade--blue cloth, embroidery, and multicolored carpets rolled up and bound with cords.
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25. The ships of Tarshish were your ocean caravans. Your island warehouse was filled to the brim!
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The Destruction of Tyre
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26. "But look! Your oarsmen
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have taken you into stormy seas!
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A mighty eastern gale
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has wrecked you in the heart of the sea!
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27. Everything is lost--
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your riches and wares,
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your sailors and pilots,
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your ship builders, merchants, and warriors.
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On the day of your ruin,
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everyone on board sinks into the depths of the sea.
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28. Your cities by the sea tremble
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as your pilots cry out in terror.
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29. All the oarsmen abandon their ships;
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the sailors and pilots stand on the shore.
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30. They cry aloud over you
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and weep bitterly.
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They throw dust on their heads
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and roll in ashes.
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31. They shave their heads in grief for you
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and dress themselves in burlap.
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They weep for you with bitter anguish
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and deep mourning.
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32. As they wail and mourn over you,
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they sing this sad funeral song:
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'Was there ever such a city as Tyre,
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now silent at the bottom of the sea?
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33. The merchandise you traded
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satisfied the desires of many nations.
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Kings at the ends of the earth
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were enriched by your trade.
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34. Now you are a wrecked ship,
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broken at the bottom of the sea.
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All your merchandise and crew
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have gone down with you.
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35. All who live along the coastlands
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are appalled at your terrible fate.
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Their kings are filled with horror
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and look on with twisted faces.
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36. The merchants among the nations
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shake their heads at the sight of you,
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for you have come to a horrible end
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and will exist no more.'"
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