11. Your pride and your musichave ended herein the world of the dead.Worms are your blanket,maggots are your bed.”
12. You, the bright morning star,have fallen from the sky!You brought down other nations;now you are brought down.
13. You said to yourself,“I'll climb to heavenand place my throneabove the highest stars.I'll sit there with the godsfar away in the north.
14. I'll be above the clouds,just like God Most High.”
15. But now you are deepin the world of the dead.
16. Those who see you will stareand wonder, “Is this the manwho made the world trembleand shook up kingdoms?