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.