Rotherham(i)
11 And the word of Yahweh came, unto me, saying:
12 Son of man, Take thou up a dirge, over the king of Tyre,––And thou shalt say to him, Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, Thou, wast of finished proportions, Full of wisdom, and, Perfect in beauty:
13 In Eden, the garden of God, thou wast, Of every precious stone, was thy covering––Sardius, topaz, and diamond, Chrysolite, beryl, and jasper, Sapphire, carbuncle, and emerald,––And, of gold, was the work of thy timbrels and thy flutes, within thee, In the day thou wast created, were they prepared:
14 Thou, wast the anointed cherub that covered,––When I appointed thee, in the holy mount of God, thou wast, Amid stones of fire, thou didst walk to and fro:
15 Complete, wast thou, in thy ways, from the day thou wast created,––Until perversity was found, in thee.
16 By the abundance of thy traffic, they filled thy midst with violence, And thou didst sin,––So I cast thee as profane out of the mountain of God, And destroyed thee, O covering cherub, from amid the stones of fire:
17 Lofty, was thy heart, in thy beauty, Thou didst corrupt thy wisdom, because of thy splendour,––Upon the earth, did I cast thee, Before kings, did I set thee, That they might look at thee:
18 Owing to the abounding of thine iniquities, In the perversity of thy traffic, Thou didst profane thy sanctuaries,––Therefore brought I forth fire out of thy midst, The same, devoured thee, And I turned thee to ashes on the ground, Before the eyes of all beholding thee:
19 All that had known thee among the peoples were astounded over thee,––A terror, hast thou become, And, art not, Unto times age–abiding.