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“Now you, son of man, take up a dirge (funeral poem to be sung) for Tyre, and say to Tyre, who lives at the entrance 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 have perfected your beauty.

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