Y our pomp and magnificence are brought down to Sheol (the underworld), along with the sound of your harps; the maggots are spread out under you and worms cover you.
أُسقِطَ كِبرِياؤُكَ إلَى الهاوِيَةِ، مَعَ صَوتِ مُوسِيقَى قِيثارَتِكَ. الحَشَراتُ فِراشُكَ، وَالدُّودُ غِطاؤُكَ.
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