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“You, son of man, lift up a lament for Tyre.

Say to Tyre, dwelling at the entrance of the sea,
the merchant to the people of many coastlands,
thus says Adonai Elohim:
‘Tyre, you said: “I am perfect in beauty!’
Your borders are in the heart of the seas,
your builders perfected your beauty.

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