JuliaSmith(i)
12 How thou fallest from the heavens, brilliant star, son of the morning! thou wert cut off to the earth, overthrowing upon the nations!
13 And thou saidst in thy heart, I will go up to the heavens; from above to the stars of God I will lift up my throne, and I will sit upon the mountain of appointment in the thighs of the north.
14 I will go up upon the heights of the cloud: I will become like the Most High.
15 But to hades shalt thou come down, to the thighs of the pit
16 They seeing thee shall look upon thee, they shall attend to thee. This the man moving the earth, shaking kingdoms:
17 Setting the habitable globe as a desert, and destroying its cities: for his bound opening not the house.