Priljubljene svetopisemske vrstice iz Isaiah 14

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How you’ve fallen from heaven, morning star, son of dawn! You are cut down to earth, helpless on your back!

You said to yourself, I will climb up to heaven; above God’s stars, I will raise my throne. I’ll sit on the mount of assembly, on the heights of Zaphon.

I’ll go up to the cloud tops; I’ll be like the Most High!

But down to the underworld you are brought, to the depths of the pit.