Ezekiel 27:4

²  Now, thou son of man, take up a lamentation for Tyrus;

³  And say unto Tyrus, O thou that art situate at the entry of the sea, which art a merchant of the people for many isles, Thus saith the Lord GOD; O Tyrus, thou hast said, I am of perfect beauty.

⁴  Thy borders are in the midst of the seas, thy builders have perfected thy beauty.

⁵  They have made all thy ship boards of fir trees of Senir: they have taken cedars from Lebanon to make masts for thee.

⁶  Of the oaks of Bashan have they made thine oars; the company of the Ashurites have made thy benches of ivory, brought out of the isles of Chittim.