MSB(i)
9 Sheol beneath is eager to meet you upon your arrival. It stirs the spirits of the dead to greet you—all the rulers of the earth. It makes all the kings of the nations rise from their thrones.
10 They will all respond to you, saying, “You too have become weak, as we are; you have become like us!”
11 Your pomp has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are your bed and worms your blanket.
12 How you have fallen from heaven, O day star, son of the dawn! You have been cut down to the ground, O destroyer of nations.
13 You said in your heart: “I will ascend to the heavens; I will raise my throne above the stars of God. I will sit on the mount of assembly, in the far reaches of the north.
14 I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.”
15 But you will be brought down to Sheol, to the lowest depths of the Pit.
16 Those who see you will stare; they will ponder your fate: “Is this the man who shook the earth and made the kingdoms tremble,
17 who turned the world into a desert and destroyed its cities, who refused to let the captives return to their homes?”
18 All the kings of the nations lie in state, each in his own tomb.
19 But you are cast out of your grave like a rejected branch, covered by those slain with the sword, and dumped into a rocky pit like a carcass trampled underfoot.
20 You will not join them in burial, since you have destroyed your land and slaughtered your own people. The offspring of the wicked will never again be mentioned.