"Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee."
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If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
They send forth their little ones like a flock, and their children dance.
Drought and heat consume the snow waters: so doth the grave those which have sinned.
My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me.
Thou that art full of stirs, a tumultuous city, joyous city: thy slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.
And they shall go forth, and look upon the carcases of the men that have transgressed against me: for their worm shall not die, neither shall their fire be quenched; and they shall be an abhorring unto all flesh.
And I will cause the noise of thy songs to cease; and the sound of thy harps shall be no more heard.
Whom dost thou pass in beauty? go down, and be thou laid with the uncircumcised.
Belshazzar the king made a great feast to a thousand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand.
And this is the writing that was written, MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN.
Ye that put far away the evil day, and cause the seat of violence to come near;
And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched:
And the merchants of the earth shall weep and mourn over her; for no man buyeth their merchandise any more:
Your pride has gone down into the underworld, and the noise of your instruments of music; the worms are under you, and your body is covered with them.
-- Thy pomp is brought down to Sheol, the noise of thy lyres: the maggot is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.
Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, [and] the noise of your viols: the worm is spread under you, and worms cover you.
Brought down to Sheol hath been thine excellency, The noise of thy psaltery, Under thee spread out hath been the worm, Yea, covering thee is the worm.