11. Down to Sheol your pomp is brought,the sound of your harps.Maggots are the couch beneath you,worms your blanket.”
12. How you have fallen from the heavens,O Morning Star, son of the dawn!How you have been cut down to the earth,you who conquered nations!
13. In your heart you said:“I will scale the heavens;Above the stars of GodI will set up my throne;I will take my seat on the Mount of Assembly,on the heights of Zaphon.
14. I will ascend above the tops of the clouds;I will be like the Most High!”