Ezekiel 28:2–9

“Son of man, tell the prince of Tyre, ‘This is what God, the Master, says:

“ ‘Your heart is proud,

going around saying, “I’m a god.

I sit on God’s divine throne,

ruling the sea”—

You, a mere mortal,

not even close to being a god,

A mere mortal

trying to be a god.

Look, you think you’re smarter than Daniel.

No enigmas can stump you.

Your sharp intelligence

made you world-wealthy.

You piled up gold and silver

in your banks.

You used your head well,

worked good deals, made a lot of money.

But the money has gone to your head,

swelled your head—what a big head!

^6–11“ ‘Therefore, God, the Master, says:

“ ‘Because you’re acting like a god,

pretending to be a god,

I’m giving fair warning: I’m bringing strangers down on you,

the most vicious of all nations.

They’ll pull their swords and make hash

of your reputation for knowing it all.

They’ll puncture the balloon

of your god-pretensions.

They’ll bring you down from your self-made pedestal

and bury you in the deep blue sea.

Will you protest to your assassins,

“You can’t do that! I’m a god”?

To them you’re a mere mortal.

They’re killing a man, not a god.