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How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!
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King of Babylon, bright morning star, you have fallen from heaven! In the past you conquered nations, but now you have been thrown to the ground.
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You, the bright morning star,
have fallen from the sky!
You brought down other nations;
now you are brought down.
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How you have fallen from Heaven, morning star, son of the dawn! How you are cut down to the ground, who laid the nations low!
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