And you shall bear this parable against the king of Babylon, and you shall say, "How has the dominator ceased, has ceased the haughty one!
The Lord has broken the staff of the wicked, the rod of the rulers.
Who would smite peoples with wrath, incessant blows, ruling nations with anger, pursued without relenting.
'All the land rested, became tranquil,' they opened [their mouth] in song.
Box trees, too, rejoiced at you, the cedars of the Lebanon; 'Since you were laid low, the cutter will not come upon us.'
Gehinnom from beneath quaked for you, toward your arrival; it aroused for you the giants, all the chiefs of the earth; it caused all the kings of the nations to rise from their thrones.
All of them shall speak up and say to you, 'Have you too become weak like us? Have you become like us?'
Your pride has been lowered into Gehinnom, the stirring of your psalteries. Maggots are spread under you, and worms cover you.
How have you fallen from heaven, the morning star? You have been cut down to earth, You who cast lots on nations.
And you said to yourself, 'To the heavens will I ascend, above God's stars will I raise my throne, and I will sit on the mount of the assembly, in the farthest end of the north.
I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will liken myself to the Most High.'
But into the nether world shall you be brought down, to the bottom of the pit.
Those who see you shall look at you; shall gaze earnestly at you, 'Is this the man who caused the earth to quake, who wrought havoc among the kingdoms?
Who made the land like a desert, and his cities he demolished; for his prisoners he did not open the house.
All kings of nations, all of them, lay in honour, each in his house.
- Isaiah 14:4-18.