Nocturne
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.
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.
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