11. Thy pomp is brought down to hell, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.
12. How art thou fallen from heaven, O day star, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst lay low the nations!
13. And thou saidst in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God; and I will sit upon the mount of congregation, in the uttermost parts of the north:
14. I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the Most High.
15. Yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, to the uttermost parts of the pit.
16. They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee, they shall consider thee, saying, Is this the man that made the earth to tremble, that did shake kingdoms;