11. Your pride is brought down to Sheol, and the sound of your harps; maggots are spread out beneath you like a bed, and your covering is worms.
12. How you have fallen from heaven, morning star, son of dawn! You are cut down to the ground, conqueror of nations!
13. And you yourself said in your heart, ‘I will ascend to heaven; I will raise up my throne above the stars of God; and I will sit on the mountain of assembly on the summit of Zaphon;