11. Your pride has been brought down to Sheolalong with the music of your harps.Maggots are spread out ⌊like a bed⌋ under you,and worms cover you.
12. How you have fallen from heaven, you morning star, son of the dawn!How you have been cut down to the ground, you conqueror of nations!
13. You thought,“I’ll go up to heaven and set up my throne above God’s stars.I’ll sit on the mountain far away in the northwhere the gods assemble.
14. I’ll go above the top of the clouds.I’ll be like the Most High.”
15. But you’ve been brought down to Sheol,to the deepest part of the pit.
16. Those who see you stare at you; they look at you closely and say,“Is this the man who made the earth tremble,who shook the kingdoms,
17. who made the world like a desert and tore down its cities,who didn’t let his prisoners go home?”