isaiah 14
11 Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, And the strains of your lutes!
Worms are to be your bed, Maggots your blanket!"
12. How are you fallen from heaven, O Shining One, son of Dawn!
How are you felled to earth, O vanquisher of nations!
13. Once you thought in your heart,
"I will climb to the sky; Higher than the stars of God I will set my throne.
I will sit in the mount of assembly, On the summit of Zaphon:
14. I will mount the back of a cloud-- I will match the Most High."
15. Instead, you are brought down to Sheol, To the bottom of the Pit.
16. They who behold you tare; They peer at you closely:
"Is this the man Who shook the earth, Who made realms tremble,
17. Who made the world like a waste And wrecked its towns,
Who never released his prisoners to their homes?"
18. All the kinds of nations Were laid, every one, in honor Each in his tomb;
14.19 While you were left lying unburied, Like loathsome carrion, Like a trampled corpse
[In] the clothing of slain gashed by the sword
Who sink to the very stones of the Pit.
20. You shall not have a burial like them; Because you destroyed your country, Murdered your people . Let the breed of evildoers Nevermore be named!
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