Priljubljene svetopisemske vrstice iz Isaiah 14

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Look how you have fallen from the sky, O shining one, son of the dawn! You have been cut down to the ground, O conqueror of the nations!

You said to yourself, “I will climb up to the sky. Above the stars of El I will set up my throne. I will rule on the mountain of assembly on the remote slopes of Zaphon.

I will climb up to the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High!”

But you were brought down to Sheol, to the remote slopes of the pit.