Ezekiel 28

¹² Pikin of man, sing sad song for the king of Tyre! Tell am say: The Lord Yahweh talk say: You be the picture of everything wey perfect! You full of wisdom! Beauty cover you completely!

¹³ You waka inside Eden, the garden of God! Every kind of fine stone cover you: ruby, topaz, green stone, yellow stone, onyx, jasper, blue stone, bright stone, and beryl! Gold drums and flutes part of you! Dem make am for you that day wey dem create you!

¹⁴ You be the strong cherub wey I choose to guard my throne! I put you for my holy mountain! You waka among stones wey dey burn with fire!

¹⁵ Your ways perfect from the day wey I make you. Until the day wey I find evil dey grow inside you!

¹⁶ Your endless business full you with anger and hate! Sin take root inside you! So I throw you comot from my holy mountain like dirty thing! I wipe you out, guardian cherub! I drive you away from the stones of fire!