Between morning and evening they are destroyed. They perish forever without any regarding it.
yet he shall perish forever like his own dung. Those who have seen him shall say, Where is he?
The memory of a righteous man is blessed, but the name of the wicked shall rot.
When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is that they shall be destroyed forever,
O spare me, that I may recover strength before I go from here, and be no more.
But I passed by, and, lo, he was not. Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
His remembrance shall perish from the earth, and he shall have no name in the street.
For when a few years are come, I shall go the way where I shall not return.
Thou prevail forever against him, and he passes. Thou change his countenance, and send him away.
If a man dies, shall he live [again]? All the days of my warfare I would wait till my release should come.
He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He too flees as a shadow, and does not continue.
He was thirty-two years old when he began to reign, and he reigned in Jerusalem eight years. And he departed without being wanted. And they buried him in the city of David, but not in the sepulchers of the kings.
And they were broken in pieces, nation against nation, and city against city. For God vexed them with all adversity.