How art thou fallen from heaven, o Lu'ci-fer, son of the morning!

How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations.

For thou hast said in thine heart,

I will ascend into heaven,

I will exalt my throne above the stars of God:

I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation,

In the sides of the North:

I will ascend above the heights of the clouds;

I will be like the most High.

Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell, to the sides of the pit.