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Son of man, raise lament over Tyre, and say to Tyre which is enthroned at the entrance to the sea and serves as the center of trade between the nations and many coastlands: Thus says the Lord God:

O Tyre, you often used to declare,
    “I am a ship perfect in beauty.”
Your frontiers bordered the high seas,
    and your builders perfected your beauty.

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