Rotherham(i)
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: