T he pride of your heart has fooled you. You live in the holes of the rock. Your home is high in the mountains. And so you say in your heart, ‘Who will bring me down to the ground?’
The pride of thy heart hath lifted thee up, O dweller in clifts of a rock, (A high place his habitation, He is saying in his heart, `Who doth bring me down earth?')
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