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 Sheol, and the noise of thy viols: the worm is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.

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.

— Thy pomp is brought down to Sheol, the noise of thy lyres: the maggot is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.

Thy pompe is brought downe to ye graue, and the sounde of thy violes: the worme is spred vnder thee, and the wormes couer thee.

Thy pomp is brought down to Sheol, and the noise of thy viols. The worm is spread under thee, and worms cover thee.

Your pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of your viols: the worm is spread under you, and the worms cover you.

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.

Your pomp has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are your bed and worms your blanket.

Thy pomp is brought down to the nether-world, and the noise of thy psalteries; the maggot is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.'

Thy pride is brought down to Sheol, [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 pride is brought down to Sheol, and the sound of your harps; maggots¹ are spread out beneath you like a bed, and your covering is worms.²

Your majesty is lowered into Sheol; the noise of your harps. The maggot is spread under you; yea, the worms cover you.

Your pride is brought down to the grave, and the noise of your harps. The maggot is spread under you, and the worms cover you.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, with the sound of your stringed instruments. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, with the sound of your stringed instruments. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, with the sound of your stringed instruments. Maggots are spread out under you, and worms cover you.

Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, And the sound of thy harps. Vermin have become thy couch, And worms thy covering.

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.

Brought down to Hades, thy pride. The hum of thy harps, Beneath thee, is spread out corruption, And, thy coverlet—worms!

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 the grave, and the noise of your viols: the worm is spread under you, and the worms cover you.

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.